Cartels Do Not Exist

The state creates the boogeyman it needs, To hide the fact it’s pulling every string. Old Osvaldo Zavala plants the seeds: "The drug cartel" is just a made-up thing! Forget the Netflix shows and golden guns, The "Kingpin" is a myth for us to fear. The army keeps the profit as it runs, The government makes enemies appear. The suits in D.C. love a scary face, To justify the drones and heavy boots. They say "The Boss" is taking over space, While generals are counting up the loots! It’s not a "war on drugs," it’s war on you, A bloody play to keep the people low. The "Cartel" is a ghost, a staged debut, To let the official power-structures grow. So burn the script and look behind the wall, The monster isn't hiding in the hills. The State is the Cartel that runs it all, And prints the blood-stained ink upon the bills!