Conformity

Your comfort inside boxes

Bait waiting for foxes

Although you think to try to read it

But phonies never bleed it

You know you buy whatever made in Beijing

But you still believe ‘customer is the king’

They say free and single u out

So right, so wrong you never get it

Looked down, shunned away for a socialite

Meal gone for taxes, blame it on a naxalite

Judiciary is there for feudal fix

Empowered in 1950 JAN twenty six

Never mind try to please whites in night shifts

Just forget that “anger is a gift”

Dress up in uniforms, conform to norms

You respect your welfare state

Enough for restless to frustrate

But I get it, it all makes sense

We all are perfect people

We have government for the people, by the people