Okie Dokie

I believe there is good in man
Yet this nagging feeling persists
If you believe everything you’re fed
Terrorist exist
in your backyard
maybe your closet
knock, knock let us in
Like the big bad wolf
dressed in Armani
lining his pockets
with your money
He huffs and puffs and shoots your theory down

It’s time to turn it around......
Okie Dokie....

You send your ground troops in
to take the bad guy out
plant a little evidence 
to erase any doubt
you blow them all to pieces
to turn them about
that’s how you change the world

I believe there is good in man
that empathy exists
That we are one
won’t be undone
by your unethical trysts