Power – a poem

From the one who went to school,
has a mansion and a pool.
To the one living in a trailer,
we have to stand united
to defeat the traitor.
Division, the politicians aren’t frightened.
They are bullshitting their way,
into the Capitol
the Court.
To our dismay,
we pay the toll for this horde.
An army of pencil pushers,
rushers to pass faulty legislation.
They rule till the next election.
And then they rule some more,
keeping their stolen money off shore.
It’s the ancient lore,
of mighty against feeble,
but we can’t stand for this, we the people.

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