(NO COPYRIGHT RESTRICTIONS ON THIS CONTENT WHATSOEVER. FULLY PUBLIC DOMAIN) Name the song or poem as you wish, resell it, but please positively influence culture Subject matter | Category 21 -- Not resorting to communication or protest to resolve these. VERSE Things are not good, they are not right If you communicate, the future will look rather bright It's important to communicate, with all your might Communication is the proper, way of resolving ones plight They're stagnant and complacent, they don't want to fight Bring forth the vigor, make the night alight We need full conversations, not just smalltalk It's a sad picture, with a sad walk They act just like depressed kids, sitting on the sidewalk They don't want to communicate, they don't want to talk They act like demons, ones who are possessed You're unstoppable, won't be no arrest Bring forth that vigor, bring forth that zest Sometimes it's right to have a reasonable amount of unrest We'll fight, all the ways these creeps have transgressed They don't oppose this abyss, they don't protest When you protest your problems, you won't be depressed We'll fight, all the ways these creeps have transgressed They don't oppose this hell, they don't protest We need to do this now, we are hardpressed We should talk about all the lies, and fight for the oppressed We need to fight, in order to get rest CHORUS They're afraid of even little things, you know they won't assassinate They do not talk to resolve their issues, they don't communicate Their forefathers they just emulate, they just imitate We can make change, these rhymes will accelerate Among their insular cliques they congregate A mine of ideas, we should detonate If you start to communicate, your words will become great dynamite They're stagnant and complacent, they don't want to fight They don't want to talk, lost in the abyss of the night Bring forth the energy, make the night alight Things are not good, they are not right They're stagnant and complacent, they don't want to fight Communication is the proper, way of resolving ones plight Don't need no malice, don't need no spite Things are not good, they are not right Things are not good, they are not alright They don't want to talk, lost in the abyss of the night VERSE They're afraid of even little things, you know they won't assassinate Don't need no bots, we won't accommodate Among their insular cliques they congregate They don't talk to resolve their problems, they don't communicate It's a sad picture, with a sad walk We need full conversations, not just smalltalk When the thought of resolving a confusion comes in their mind, they just balk They don't want to communicate, they don't want to talk Call me unhappy, call me unimpressed They don't oppose this fucking hell, they don't protest You're unstoppable, won't be no arrest Sometimes it's right to have a reasonable amount of unrest I'm too overwhelmed, I'm too stressed The truth, is something that has been for too long suppressed No discussion present, their forefathers they just emulate They just want to be insular, amongst themselves they commiserate They don't talk to resolve their issues, they don't communicate Their destruction is imminent, themselves they want to annihilate A mine of ideas, we should detonate They act just like an animal, an animal we should domesticate ---