Where peace is not welcome at all

Jag vet inte varför jag känner mig så politisk plötsligt. Kanske bara för att Political world av Bob Dylan är en väldigt bra sång som jag har hört i huvudet hela dan.

We live in a political world,
Love don´t have any place.
We´re living in times where men commit crimes
And crime don´t have a face

We live in a political world,
Icicles hanging down,
Wedding bells ring and angels sing,
clouds cover up the ground.

We live in a political world,
Wisdom is thrown into jail,
It rots in a cell, is misguided as hell
Leaving no one to pick up a trail.

We live in a political world
Where mercy walks the plank,
Life is in mirrors, death disappears
Up the steps into the nearest bank.

We live in a political world
Where courage is a thing of the past
Houses are haunted, children are unwanted
The next day could be your last.

We live in a political world.
The one we can see and can feel
But there´s no one to check, it´s all a stacked deck,
We all know for sure that it´s real.

We live in a political world
In the cities of lonesome fear,
Little by little you turn in the middle
But you´re never why you´re here.

We live in a political world
Under the microscope,
You can travel anywhere and hang yourself there
You always got more than enough rope.

We live in a political world
Turning and a´thrashing about,
As soon as you´re awake, you´re trained to take
What looks like the easy way out.

We live in a political world
Where peace is not welcome at all,
It´s turned away from the door to wander some more
Or put up against the wall.

We live in a political world
Everything is hers or his,
Climb into the frame and shout God´s name
But you´re never sure what it is.

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