Death Taxes - Tirades

They say that when one sense die, the others will improve.

How come you have no vision, and still cant smell the stench.

I wish you lost your ability to speak,

freedom of expression were never meant for you.

Such an egocentric hateful maggot, I hope you never reproduce.

We’re counting our savings and taxes,

they’re counting the bodies and carcasses.

Got all this blood on our hands.

Government funded wars, wars that are not ours to fight.

We just close our eyes when the truth gets

depressing, we close our borders and apportion blame.

You’re wrong and will probably never know,

but your right to be forgotten we’ll make sure, but not forgiven.

We’re counting our savings and taxes,

they’re counting the bodies and carcasses.

All this blood on our hands, victims of our greed.

Toddlers swallowed by the sea.

Spirits will haunt you, no sympathy.

You tell them to go back to where they came from,

while voting for governments

funding the bombs raining over their homes.