WMG ( / Norwalk, California)

In Reality

The man next door gets murdered.
No one seems to care.
Not a sound was murmured.
Wasn't anybody there. A little girl was taken.
Never to be found.
The neighborhood was shaken.
No one was around. A man was beaten by police.
Big mistake of getting caught.
Some person grabs a camera.
Lots of money for this shot. Some people getting bolder.
Blaming it on rage.
Others getting colder.
Blaming it on age. For a while we're all so sad.
Then we make a fuss
In reality we're so glad.
That it didn't happen to us.

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