Fist Gestures

Proper hand gestures
Voice raised with a fist to ignorance
Middle finger fist purge the comfort that exists
Selfishness becomes untrue

Pockets full of change
Unminted by political design
No bank could accept payment
Words are my coin
Write to survive

Proper hand gesture
Voice raised as a monetary slave
Middle finger fist purge the comfort that exists
Self-corrupt bank gave a loan
Awaiting home repossession

Pockets full of change
Redesigning political purpose
Worldwide equality should be in supply
1st world see God as a white male
Forgetting very life is divine
Words are my weaponry
Write to survive

Improper hand gestures
Pockets full of fists in silence
Starvation exists as we do nothing
Good people unite in church to gossip
Forgot the conscience at the door
By faith their ignorance survives

Raise my fists to swear at God
Wear human skin to acknowledge life
Suffering renewed every day I arrive
Purge humanity of faith without deed
Divide us into the guilty and the true
Buddha forgive the Karma bliss
An eclectic abyss conquering
Soon all will believe nothing
Just a bunch of Judas’
To every movement

I give thanks for my weaponry
Uplifting innocent found guilty
By a system harbouring bribes
When will our world unite
Equality is now a divide
Everyone’s right
To survive