Hands outstretched across Aisle hallowed
Feigning sincerity and honest concern
Smiles and handshakes, there meaning shallow
Political mutiny from stem to stern
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Spoils for the taking a populace held hostage
Bends to their whim and their will
With head in the sand like proverbial ostrich
They cater to every tyrant and shill
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Too blind to notice or choosing not to see
Middle panders fringe left and then right
With no sense of reason what will be will be
Too beat down to put up a fight
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When self-interest takes over who holds the bag
Its the poor, elderly and non-essential
Defined by the very people who brag
That their views are the most consequential
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Left with a government who has shuttered their doors
We The People have nowhere to turn
Being held at the mercy of liars and whores
May their pinstripes and wingtips catch fire and burn
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Honestly looking upon the tragedy we face
On whom does the fault truly lie
Yes, on the rodents that inhabit this place
But also on the uninformed, uninvolved, you and I
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So when next we sit down and complain of our state
Look inside to what you have done
For without participation, this inevitable fate
Will consume and never be undone
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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