Sometimes I sit around and wonder.
I wonder bout all the the things I see.
I see a lot of pain and suffering,
But I always wash my hands to keep um clean.
My mom and dad took in my grandma,
When a stroke became her ball and chain,
Then sentence her to a prison called a nursing home,
She got life, with suffering and pain.
She never got a lawyer, judge, or jury.
Never murdered, robbed, or ruined people’s lives.
And she never got a presidential pardon,
She served out everyday until she died.
Sometimes I sit around and wonder.
Sometimes there’s nothing left to say.
I guess we just let the good one’s suffer,
And euthanize the Timothy McVeigh’s.
Fa la la la la, la la la la🌲☃️💀🎅🏼
