Politicians with no limitations can get away with every desire - time to stand up - a poem |
A capable and glowing constituency Of patriarchal values… While these parents, workers, and leaders Adeptly pursue their penchant For the glorious scenes of nature… Faith should warrant a tone-deaf stampede To the ballot box: Their baseless politicians affirm Illicit smuggling and gainful, despicable entries, In stretchered infamy, To promote care and awesome change - Coined by sufficient memories; A modicum of certainty - To preserve a sincere hope - A firebrand seeking election Or re-election… To aggressively gamble, And to exhaust the freakin’ opposition… A stalwart beauty - this fractured value Known as patriotism; A progressive alliance Hammered into the ground Through weirdo comments By our senile leaders… Grand officials are granted Too much financial glitter - A healthy code, And a gorgeous coolness. Streaming in the prevalent and orderly way, Engaged on behalf of special interests - Existing in coy and grave opposition… Selling out to inherently gamble, They scatter the jiggly, baited hooks Into the distance - And take a generous glide Onto their busy, headstrong vertebrae… A healthy cool, and a lengthy purpose - With distinct, cold, and godly ramifications - For directing the caged, non-suicidal repose Of Earth’s stately, human response… For the balanced structure - A stealthy calamity… And a stellar dictate. |