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Who’s Pulling Your Stings?


They look like you
And they talk like you 
They went to your school

They've been prepped 
And they've been vetted
They have the right to rule

But year after year
They keep on messing up
Are your people simply stupid?
Are they hopelessly corrupt?

One thing you know for sure 
The other side is wrong
They don't share your values
They don't like your songs

But maybe it's a lie
Or maybe it's a show
Maybe you're a puppet
And you don't even know

Instead of pointing fingers
And calling people Kings
Do your own research
And see who pulls the strings

Until you work together
With with the ones you wanna hate
The puppeteers will laugh 
And manipulate
 
by Richard W. Bray

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