Poems about Politics

  The night of the election I decided not to watch the results
America is a land of limitless alternatives. But plurality of lies is not progress.
When the sun sets on this blessed day When the dark comes to take the light away
The excitement grows like a great inhale Watching the glass ceiling’s break come to bear
“Grab them by the p***y” Is that all women are to the president? Something to be groped and violated?
It is not really what you expect America It has this effect I couldn’t describe it
  To… Segregate… And Impregnate the idea of a corrupt Philosophy and Ideal of an
American is racist We all know it's true No one can deny the tension
We pick a man that we don't accept  The country is divided and already in effect 
2 Corinthians 2:15 

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