In a world turned ill with covert sickness
Its the honest and real that is sorely missed.
Twisted puppets jab a victim's rawest pains
Where nothing is clear and no one explains.
Ads and songs rip at a raw bleeding heart
When media is used by the sorted dark.
The vile sickness lures with a mask
Of help and good to finish their task.
Oh, wash it away. This just can not be.
Light the covert dark and set us all free.
Those who are used to harass heavily targeted individuals, like myself, are often victims too - they are puppets who are used by those who target me.
Give us STRENGTH, God...to find our way through bullets hidden in microwaves,
and COURAGE, God...to make a STAND that saves our lives and FREEs our land.