The voices of prisoners unheard,
In prisons hidden from view,
Locked away like some caged birds,
By mere luck it is not you.

The courtroom adjourned
As we stepped to the street,
With a lesson well learned:
The state can’t be beat.

We all have been fooled,
To accept the repression.
Our objections overruled,
No choice but submission.

We whimper and cower
And are forcibly taxed
To pay for their power
To give us the ax.

We watch without shame,
Blinded by what we see.
It is the same old game
From throughout history.

Come and see the Christians,
Criminals against the state,
Being fed to hungry lions,
It soon may be your fate.