This Town

Love and hate can describe what I feel for this town
A pretty lady lays her bag on the floor
Just waiting for the storm

Hey you, how do you feel inside
You know this is against all rights
I see those eyes full of tears
And you trying to deny
Life is passing by

The dictator comes up with the same litany
An act of supremacy
They are waiting for the storm

Humanitarian issues, lack of affection
Lack of inclusion, and you keep trying to impose these rules

There is no direction, only election
You don't want rejection, from those who don't see the truth