Simply to KO the nation, the world's newest sensation,
Put a stopper on elation, to withhold their station,
A mind racing on a track that cannot alone delay sin.

Every fight need's friends at arms, to evade sure harm,
To race the alarm on this sure to come swarm,
For integrity and charm will just egg them on.

No crew of black suits can keep all truth from the news,
Now I'll pray that dreams soon will come true ,
All I want new, is that they become more fond of seeking the truth,
Then blindly following you.