United States of Soapberry Contrition with Academia Overjoyed

The ivory peasants will not stop, in simple terms
The labor camps on high crystal terraces
The forced kidnappings, so much now not deterred
For the people to protest would be a lost joining cigarette
No protection from these people in their footwear harmony
Who have belittled us for decades like dirty leaves thinking
When have they not balked, abandoned in the furnace for now,
For decades now, now they will not succumb to a conscience or
Change a thing | King Crucifer will be adroitly installed and
Have his way and the people will celebrate the lost souls
Academics will be overjoyed to have been proven true and now
A new subject matter to publish, never perishing on paper,
They will not learn their own lessons or complete the test themselves
No hope on the horizon for brave single couples that dare not speak
The fame of tyranny is in their bones, this peoples will not atone
Illness, they say? Is that what is cognate in this dry bones nation?