If you try to Speak
You will be shut down
And impotence of your words
And the rising jeers
Will drown you out

If you cry when hurt
You will be told
To forget your pain
And think of the gains
Your hurt will bring

Voice your opinion
And be abused
For your audacity
To disrespect the Gods
At the helm.

For the Gods
can never be wrong
And we, never correct.
Just pathetic souls
allowed to exist
To profess loyalty
And loudly clap
When told to.