fortress

It’s what they are offered, A walled fortress against their impunity,  To also keep of the same breed together,  For they say a mongrel is only for the roaming,  And that a quarter will never make a whole. A quarter will never make a whole, Of even the things they aspire to be, Let us rig this elections, Let us get away with some public funds, Let the long arm of the law try to get a hold of us, Ain’t we the law anyway?  Yes we are, So we will ignore those court summons,  Pay the judge to rule in our favour. Does he even need payment?  Maybe this a hundred acres will do, After all…this land is ours to inherit.  Walled fortress, You leave me wondering how the hell we are supposed to make it, To that other edge of the person you have created a comfort zone for