Alone In My Bed

I wake on this gray morning Alone in my bed The sky outside A light gray Not cold No need to get of bed Pulling up the blanket Not for warmth But comfort I feel the urge To look at the news To see the horror of this world Not first hand Distant Far from my bed And it's warmth__ At one point I will break out this cocoon of comfort Knowing what to expect America joining the genocide No longer just arming Zion But dropping bombs Everywhere Iran killing its leaders and people Tens and thousands to appease Zion's blood lust To divert any need to answer Questions about pedophilia To protect a corrupt president Who never served his country__ I would rather lie in bed Hoping it all went away But not today and not tomorrow But one the sun will shine again And 'they' will be gone Dead in prison or in exile Good riddance Time to rise The revolution does sleep It does so awake Dreaming the dream__