Seized power won't make a democracy

The Tv's staring blanky at me.
The clocks chime as
We wait for the state of the union

"The future's bleak, it's all downhill
unless your freedom you can forsake."
Tough to swallow, a bitter pill
Mindless nods from a god fearing few

Riot! Riot! Shattered glass screams
No saftey in a world without privacy
A court decided the right to die
To speak, to breathe, to move, to think
Classless felons to philandering hearts
All share a nine numbered destiny
They did not choose
They can not choose

Terror has always been
their most effective tool.