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Circus


Welcome to the American Circus

Politicians on Display

For you to look upon with disdain

They are creatures who shift

To fit

Our Desires

Here to bring you higher

On Esctasy

The drug that runs our Society

We are the lambs

Who go "baa" or "nee"

"Nah" or "Yeah"

Lead on the leash by

The Wolf

Disguised as the 'friendly' Farmer

We think ourselves the Tamer

of the Tiger

That wishes to consume our

Individual thought

Some of us forget 

That Cute, Furry, Feline

Like to Dine on our Flesh Divine

With a smile that Tiger

Tells us sweet Lies

Politicians with teeth 'n claws

Hide them all

To get what they want

Without a thought

Of us All

Some would say...

"They do take in consideration of our thought"

...Individually?

            No,

We're labeled digits to them

Like livestock

Don't look shocked

They just politely don't mention it

You don't have to agree with me

Enjoy the Show

For its all flashing lights

And Petty Stunts

Welcome to the American Circus

For we are ALL on 

Display

For the World

To look upon with

Disdain

 

    

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