A few dips into the human subconscious in todays politicals game.. Change, change, horray, horray, a horrifying and obscuring saying, proclaimed by the polical machines standing behind the steady podium draped with a flawless american flag, if only a beautiful moment was kept so right. Yet behind the honor of our flag is a dishonorable drone, at the face of a biased view. They raise their hands and point to the cameras , they fight vowel to vowel devouring our personas, burying truth, living light, political madonnas. Money is the problem that we face on an average day, its the same with them, except in the opposite way.. The question is not what brand of bread is the cheapest to buy, or how can we cut down on gas thats straying sky high, but rather how many thousands of dollars should we spend on this campaign, to make commercials only saying their names.. They say they're fighting for us, the last time i saw it, we were fighting for them.. Soldiers in lands where no American should be, fighting, crying, dying, for our political regime.. Granted no population would survive without government, because we are in character sketchy beings. But we don't have a say in our own ways, we're a schizophrenic country, that denies multiple personalities, spending lives in lucid dreams..but change is the drug that will set us straight..Its the pill that we are being forced to take, this highly addictive blend of ideals comforts the subconscious giving the ego room to play..We can heal on our own..We can change on our own.. Let our voices be heard..America is changing, the American people are changing.. But who will be our Washington and lead us against corruption and greed. America, thats our choice, at least thats what they say.
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