Cosmic Bos - Closed to the Public

If the sign says no entry
And it has for a century
It's reserved for the few
The elite that have plenty
Landlords bequeathed
Generational greed
Grinding the peasants
To make the stones bleed
Sorry sir, this way is restricted
Freedom so clearly being contradicted
The bell chimes for old bloodlines
Entry denied, just as predicted
Secrets to hide, knowledge constricted
Hidden crimes, on all timelines
Refugees forced to flee
Seeking asylum in other countries
Displacement a statement
Human nature pleas
Sorry dear, this way is restricted
Actions so clearly being contradicted
Power climb's from old bloodlines
Entry denied, to be expected
Apply all you want, it will still be rejected
Shoes to shine, an axe to grind
In the museum wings
All the forbidden things
Reinterpret our history
To be lord of the rings
But Salron won this time, quite unexpected
All Middle Earth hope was clearly defective
Precious liers avoid the fires
Mountains of doom privilege protected
Mickey got the ring and now we're all infected
The deepest fake, there is no cake to take
Private land, private function
Public banned by the truncheon

Written by:
Andrew Jackson

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Cosmic Bos

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