It doesn't matter how high they raise a ceiling.
It is the floor those folks need to put their feet on.
And open a few doors to exchange the foul air.
They've grown too accustomed to themselves.
It is impossible to undo,
An awakening done to one.
Eyes and ears once closed now opened,
Connects with comprehension.
Why are those who are baited to strike,
With the biting of venom
Eventually find they've become victims,
Of a misunderstanding they can't
You say I disgust you?
And I say.
I appreciate your ignorance,
More than you will ever know.
They wanted to see him fail.
And with effort they collectively,
Have consciously chosen to do this.
Of course it is unconscionable.
Unscrupulous and unreasonable...
To hold those not responsible,
With a blaming of another's wicked deeds.
It's not realistic,
That everyone can live so posh.
To be massaged and sit in spas.
Or fly in private jets...
With your collar up and buttoned,
Struttin' like you're really somethin'
And that somethin' is cool
With an easy breezy smooth.
I get it.
It's making more sense to me now.
'Gray skies are gonna clear up.
Put on a happy face.
Wipe off the gloom and cheer'