Toronto the Good

Toronto the Good

By

James Bredin

Gridlock traffic slowing us down to a halt,
Socialist politicians deny that it’s their fault,
Gang guys too plus shots and bullets in the night,
One guy shot in church which gave us all a fright.

Fatherless factions in ghetto atmosphere,
Rap music background with anxiety and fear,
Silence plus dense denial and no witnesses in sight,
A different person shot dead almost every night.

Soft justice system helps trade in guns and drugs and cash,
In and out of jail with bail as quick as a flash,
Going to a meeting to renounce those cops,
They should stay away from the ghetto and drug drops.

Countless ghetto corridors built high in the sky,
Mad political correctness and no one knows why,
And those who speak out are full of discrimination,
And no one dare discuss this in desperation.

Molly coddle prisoners; adscam politicians can,
Names not released because of publication ban,
Of course they wrote the Youth Criminal Justice Act,
Gang guys vote of course and when friends shot; they react.

Leadership, leadership where are we going now?
Where can we go, what can do and does time allow?
Quebec referendum three coming down the road
Could the country break up while we’re in this mode?


Tuesday, November 22, 2005

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