Stuck Inside

I sit all alone by my window.
Seeing people march in a row.

I see the gas, I see the smoke.
Everyone else is clearly broke.

Everyday we turn on each other.
Constantly spit and fight one another.

You stand there praising your false prophet.
When he should be telling us all to stop it.

They're all too naive and all too blind.
Every poor soul has lost their mind.

You wouldn't care if our land should burn.
We have nowhere to go or nowhere to turn.

Every leader has failed every being.
In their spare time they go out teeing.

So much money and so fewer bills.
While we sit here writing our own wills.

You have trouble completing a sentence.
We look on figuring out your nonsense.

This land so filled with blood and tears.
You tell your lies and spread your fears.

The time you have is such a bore.
More than enough to start a war.

When will it end, when will it be over?
I rather stay inside and pet my dog, Rover.