Noise Pollution
by Michael Doyle

Page One, it's understood.
It's under investigation.
Who is the bad; who is the good?
It's the secret initiation.

The misery won't back down,
And the mayor has to be a secret clown.
They talk about the dirty and gritty.
That's just the feel of New York City.

People talk a lot about responsibility,
As if they have any reasonable capability.
All of us need some absolution
In a world filled with this noise pollution.

It will take a lot of luck and love,
Unless we're protected by someone above.
"When the law breaks the law, there is no law",
Is more than a line from Billy Jack to recall.

The  back and forth of retaliation,
It leads to a climate of targeted assassination.
Rumor has it that it's not who we know,
But what will bring an end to the show.

People talk a lot about responsibility,
As if they have any reasonable capability.
All of us need some absolution
In a world filled with this noise pollution.

How do you temper the darker impulses
Without fearing the worst of blood feud losses?
A raging bull has been loosened and set free
In this merciless world, there is no sympathy.

How, then, is it that the city sleeps
Filled with naked sleaze and creeps?
These are the days we live in,
Every day is a walk through vapid sin. 

People talk a lot about responsibility,
As if they have any reasonable capability.
All of us need some absolution
In a world filled with this noise pollution.

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