Suffocation
by Yaphet Kotto· from The Killer Was In The Government Blankets
Right boot oppresses me making it impossible to breathe one foot placed on my neck and the others welcoming complaints go unheared a simple task not make believe would make them see depending on my strength my outstretched hands never reached you cause you turned the other way majority rules both hands out stretched with no attempt and they don't reach the status quo was planened to make up a place for me the working class denied shown for the last tiime (you took more from me than i gave you) shown if you wait without questioning where the road turns one night might miss my oustretched hands never reached you