I see you there, in your high places.
I see you there, sitting on throne
I see you as you erase all the traces
I see you as you toss dog a bone.

I see you in election of Trump sir.
And in attempt to turn France back, monsieur.
In the rejection of all that is science,
I see you pass out toxic liqueur.

But I come with a message from Source dear,
It is time you heard messenger clear.

This last warning I shout,

“Sir, your time has run out,
For your children’s sake,
please accept cure.”

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