Keeping us distracted is the game

While the people fought a civil war
The level of politeness was bizarre
Old men opened doors and kissed my hand
Young ones tried to knock me to the ground

Keeping us distracted is the game
We shall be consumed by anger’s flames
So    dictators  get  complete control
While the  eyes of Syrian babies  roll

If they were made of marble,  they would sell
Throw them down  the ghoulish wishing well
After   two world wars  we all  must know
Starting’s easy, unlike letting go.

Raise your  eyes, don’t focus on the crowd
Look up  to see  dictators  break their vows