An influx of pure, unbridled, misbegotten rage
Manifests like metastasized cancer, caught too late, cannot operate
Negligible chance of survival, options weighed

The scales of justice can no longer protect us,
Too much impunity as vandals wreak havoc on Capitol Hill,
Something straight out of The Day After Tomorrow or Olympus Has Fallen,
The most exaggerated disaster-epics are coming into fruition in our daily society
Director Roland Emmerich would say he told us so
He is one of the prophets whose films continue to turn profits

Bloodied carcasses trampled over by passionate dissenters,
You can hear the crack of ribs, the labored breaths, crimson coughs, the blood spatter patterns

indicate this is straight up homicide, domestic terrorism unraveling at a commensurate rate
Never mind this scene that swells for hours, law enforcement curiously late to the scene
Makes you think if this was an inside job, the powers that be are the inside men
Too easy to blame the cheese-eating rats, those who would turn over and sell his brother up the river to protect his own skin

Let us awaken when all this concludes,
We must wipe the collective dust from our eyelids,
An inaugural ceremony on the horizon