I protest the protestor

I am for what you are against

I am against what you are for

It isn't about right and wrong

It is a statement

an understanding

You protest animal rights

as children starve

You protest war

yet you're racist

You protest explicit lyrics

forgetting your explicit past

You pick and choose

what you protest

You sit on a pew

...religiously

just signing in

preparing your resume for God

Look God, see I was here this Sunday ...

How pathetic

You miss the point

as you point your finger

at the world and its injustice

As a blind man points to the sun setting

You miss it

It completely flies over your head

A plane full of people who get it

It kills you

Kills you to know there is so much more

hidden

unrevealed to the likes of you

Thank God there is some justice