These Are the Times

We're all in this together a cliche that's wearing thin Say that to the self serving protestor whose trumpets sing in sin Say that to the church pews where, parishioners praised their god Asking it to protect them and finding out their request was flawed flawed Stupid is a word reserved in critique when inexplicable drops the jaw Hate's another word to use in the extreme when nails grow to claws But when push does come to shove and the mindless applaud them stupid selves Lives are lost money is seen as the cost then hate can only excel excel Are you ready for the gaslighting are you ready for the facade? Are you ready for the requested guidance absent of a pious nod? Are you ready for the changes the world will surely parade? Are you ready to shame the shameful in the wake of the charade the charade? These are the times of consequence these are the times of reward These are the times of conflict these are the times of accord These are the times of uncertainty these are the times of rearrange These are the times of circumstance these are the times of change