Can We Fix The System?
Our court system has gone mushy and politically correct,
Where those on bail or parole or house arrest; can walk and select,
Their victims they might shoot or kill or rob and then leave them dead,
Some say; if we could keep them in jail, we would be further ahead?
The lenient justice system seems to allow this impunity,
Fatherless gang guys hidden inside the welfare community,
But this is a social secret that can never be discussed,
Call you racist or bigoted and look at you with disgust.
The baby mothers and absentee fathers of the welfare culture,
Where those who don't approve are considered right-wing vultures,
Where no one goes to work and this is not considered strange,
Where if something is difficult, the social workers will arrange.
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