There comes a time when you think to yourself

all is wrong 

Lincoln was a dictator 

he was not 

what was he? 

the injustice of slavery- gone

oh really? 

you tell me the little hands are limp? no life? 

yeah- now they are 

thanks to them

thanks to you

thanks to me 

oh thanks to me

my pathetic apathy 

and then through revelation realize 

all is as it should be