Set upon the ranks of power The clock of doom shall toll the hour Of greed, death, corruption and war, Just what the plutocrats bargain for. Destruction of nations is the consequence Of the common man's ignorance. Though some are quick to lay the blame On the fallen souls of elitist fame; Albeit they're enveloped by greed and power, It is the accusers who are the sour, For they are just as guilty. For excercising their complacency In regards to their commonwealth The result will be the degradation of their nation's health. Across the tides of history There is little mystery, That the passage of empires we've learned to forget Will inevitably be our chief regret. As the wheel continues to make its rigid revolutions, The distribution of knowledge is the only solution.
