You Kill Our Sons

We pray for blessings we get disaster
We need patriots but we get gangsters
Yet the shepherd watches as their staff perish the sheep
The dog bites the hand of its master while not asleep
They see ketchup and sauce for their chips
In reality it's the blood of our own, they're in fantasy
As our shepherd and guide, we give you guns
Yet as a serpent and a villain, you kill our sons


When trouble comes we run to you to venge
We call you pillar 'cause you have the badge
You say you're our friend yet you stab us for sure
You rule our present and you end our future
You're unaware on your dining table is a poison
We won't end you, karma will for a reason
As our shepherd and guide we give you guns
Yet as a serpent and a villain you kill our sons

-OMAH❤