Black sellout....aka House Niggers
In the shadows of power, where silence reigns,
A tap dance for Trump, in the midst of the chains,
Promises whispered, but actions betray,
To the echoes of history, we refuse to sway.
You rolled over easy, played fetch with disdain,
In a circus of politics, you wear all the blame,
Compromise morals for a pat on the head,
But your tail is still wagging, while justice lies dead.
You stood at the altar of hollow acclaim,
Chasing the shadows, playing the game, ...
A tap dance for Trump, in the midst of the chains,
Promises whispered, but actions betray,
To the echoes of history, we refuse to sway.
You rolled over easy, played fetch with disdain,
In a circus of politics, you wear all the blame,
Compromise morals for a pat on the head,
But your tail is still wagging, while justice lies dead.
You stood at the altar of hollow acclaim,
Chasing the shadows, playing the game, ...