See Something Say Something

Peace and blessings my name is Rabbi Darkside
I Peace NY
This goes out to
My straphangers
My transit workers
My turnstile jumpers

Optical illusions track lighting in tunnels
Audio confusion the conductor always mumbles
Preposterous conclusions like some humans are sub-human
Bluebloods bugging and blogging us into ruins
We all on the same train once the engine’s moving
But never subject to the same search and intrusion
In the course of commuting I mention the 4th Amendment
Cause public address warnings would have us all at attention
Unattended package please tune in your senses
Be sure to mind the gap with a dabble of vengeance
It’s happened in Barcelona, Tokyo, London and Athens
Now New Yorkers have far more to fear than wallet snatching
The odds of picking a pocket
Same as a missile or rocket
Citizens riddled with cops
It’s got us thinking of Towers
Something evil’s lurking somewhat of a demon serpent
See something say something I mean it if it’s urgent

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Everybody panic when they be riding the transit
Heavy metal attacks: Megadeth, Anthrax
Celluloid shudders like beer guts and butts
At the thought of being stuck in subterranean crust
See emergency trucks scream for rescue workers
Inside paranoid out in the streets they call in murder
From the book of Bush, Chapter 5, read further
Racial profile every person in a turban or a burka
(Say What)
I’m in the system like a cursor and a server
But my fingerprints are innocent I’m praying to Minerva
Weaving poetry magic and wisdom like we’re golden
But yellow terror alerts spread nightmares like The Omen
Less hating Wes Craven guesswork is junk science
Everybody’s flesh hurts at the shot of gun violence
Donut dunkin’ pork bellies don’t speak no Arabic
But are qualified to outline who they perceive as a terrorist?

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Surveill-ing like they’re Israelis and jailing deporting aliens
Ain’t no stopping it, Prophesy is Pygmalion
The monster is on track we’re trapped there’s no derailing it
Try to lay in the cut but jutting up sort of salient
If only we could adjust bust or go chameleon
Or just appreciate the fact we’re all mammalian
Media be misleading blood sucking disease-carrying
Having us sipping Orange Crush out of the Holy Grail
We’re mechanized to recognize anything that ain’t Westernized
Out of place megabyte residing in your second life
From the land that brought you double cheeseburgers and cheddar fries
Rambled so far from the Pre-Amble that they had to sever ties
So the next time that you hear the announcement
When you’re riding the Iron Horse residents or out of towners
Remember this: suspicious is s state of mind
Try opening your eyes and saying…

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