In every phase and facet of national life there is a war being
waged on america's poor the only apparent solution to this
scourge of homelessness is to build more and more prisons the
sun descends on the set so slowly the prisoner waits for the
final signs one last look before the darkness takes him as the
system fails by its own design believe you're really going to
make them pay keep them out of sight and locked away
compartmentalized with no way out a generation's future now in
doubt this groundswell hypocrisy seems reserved for the few who
find courts of law but no justice who dares disrupt the ordered
lives of those too deaf to heed the cries ignore the torment of
the faceless millions and we'll share a common fate this
groundswell hypocrisy seems reserved for the few who find courts
of law but no justice.