Slam you against the wall,
trip you, and tell you to shut your mouth
They tell you to not even
scream when they cut you
For that would mean they
were bad men
You are cut, they say, only
because you must be
And your blood they take
from you now because it just makes sense
To
Don’t be tense
Be in suspense
Just be quiet
And shut your mouth.
What is wrong and what is
right
Everyone seems to think they
know
But what do they know
They just take the things as
they go
As are fed to them
As they assail them
You too
So shut your mouth
What do you know
Clearly U Notice Things.