They loaded the topics

Attempt to turn the innocent paranoid proof of their ammo

Chucking dollars at an invisible problem

Save the rhetoric for the drained, they’ll think of it as white noise

The suffering consists of heavy change

Visitation somewhere else, residence somewhere else

We are no one’s orphans, earplugs and houses available

Some remain occupied

There will always be shelter, even for the wicked

The infrastructure has been chipped away

But our own statue still stands

Flexed…and loaded