Luyện nghe bài hát eB tahT srewoP ehT

There has been this sneaking suspicion
There's something critical missed
More connected than ever
Yet we are all dying of
The was set; we've trusted a deception
As if there weren't fullness of life without
Into these and violent systems
(Outrage without
Has our spirits in shambles
cymbals, mindless babble)
We skirt the issue
No how immensely prevalent
Everyone's so scared to a word
No one wants to it
That after all they've
We'd rather trust a screen
Than sit in tactful
Discourse with a human
Instead of for ourselves
We'd rather be fed what to
They know what's on our hearts
Until it stops in our chest
Won't wait to see on our mind
Until it the back of our heads

Those sworn to us have become our captors
One-stop judge, jury, and
Granted license to take a life without giving
Youth cut in its prime
Oh G-d, what a waste

The next morning, I read the stories of the brutal murder of the two police officers. I also read the witness's statement about the bullets having no effect upon the killer. I felt sorry for the witness. [?] I thought about how a person's mind could become confused when suddenly they receive a brutal shot. I didn't believe a man existed who could not be stopped by a slug from a .45

You took a solemn oath, placed your hand on that
Pledged your and service
To adorn in courage
Craven hands, raised
To uphold and justice
Would rather bend the knee to
Instead of flex that muscle between their
Coward, pull that trigger with
I'll fire back with my words and a fist

Those sworn to protect us become our captors
Don't make your idols; so many bow down to fools
Strutting around like kings
Raving mad aristocrats, crippled by
They prey upon the weak, both in and mind
Preaching compliance is peace
That the they'll build will bring sanctuary
Masses, blinded by fear, and grab for stability
But one day, we'll look up and see the and wire
Our monoliths of safety
And realize that our battlements only served to shut us in
Stone only our hearts
only constricts our souls
Hatred dominates we refuse to see the other as our own
(We are here)
Were we ever truly