Fall like Rome
Hear the words of ghosts
Ignorance in place of justice
Tell me where I rest my case?
Tell me where have all the good gone?
The law resting on nepotism
Our lives in the hands of corruption
False witnesses and false words that slip
Issues they scream but never see
Until the masses turn on the TV
Fall like Rome
The fire is already set to burn
Poverty still in the eyes of the country
Acceptance not yet enclosing with change
Thrown into hateful democracy
Politics based on plasticity
Tell where the thieves are
Fall like Rome
And see the cities turn into ashes
Dear Juliet 
Thanks for writing your ideas on the subject at hand with an open disposition. This topic tends to get skewed in many unusual ways so it’s good so see someone give it a good shake.
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