The Last Radical

The streets are quiet, the alley ways are tame;
No one’s perspective will ever be the same;
The Latin Kings and the Wall Street boys embrace;
The bodies crunch as the balls of smoke give chase!

And the last radical waves a flag!
And the pacifist preaches for war!
And we don’t know if we’ll be alive tomorrow;
But we want to see them die, before!

We walk in safety; thе military guards;
We watch our backs as loose limbs sprinkle our yards!
Oncе hostile neighbors united in pure love;
Why can’t I see those twin buildings high above?

And the last radical waves a flag!
Citizen of the world builds a wall;
And we don’t know that we’ll see the coming sunrise;
We just know we must wipe out them all!

Come into work
It’s your last day on earth!
The president shall sing your worth!
High in the sky, the children watch you fly;
But can anyone explain why?

The greatest city: No more crime on the street!
We stand united: In hate, we shall defeat!
Sweet stench of flesh, as the wind flows up this way!
For what they’ve taken, there’s no price they can pay!

And the last radical waves a flag!
And the pacifist screams go to war!
And we don’t understand how this can happen here;
Or what so many traded life for!