everyone says to go vote
a heavy weight we all tote
forced to choose
does it even matter who will win
who will lose
do the results mean we see change
the whole idea of today's politics is quite strange
a government who invokes cover-up and hate
neither candidate can keep his or her story straight
and what's up with the fracking
i guess that's cool as long as its not
a "so called" elites family member coughing and hacking
ballots already put into question
let's not forget the infamous voter suppression
cleverly an astronaut votes in space
and yet a 90 year old woman had to
have her son drive her 6 hours to her designated voting place
i just happen to take note
gee whiz, today's politics, what a joke
sure we'll all vote
waiting impatiently for the electoral college
which is a bit shady, i've come to acknowledge
work is needed election or no election
i see this as opportunity
many people are aware and tired of the scrutiny
voting is the way they chose to have a voice
after the election is where you really need to make a choice
we are only at the tip of the iceberg
elections do not eliminate sin
the people's work is only about to begin
we can never control the planet
but we can stand in self truth
take care of elders and educate the youth
knowledge reign supreme
conquer dreams
creating my own regime
avoiding negative forces in the matrix
standing with my head high, arm up, hand in a fist
living instead of being here only to exist
agirlandhertypewriter
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LP45 says: Excellent write AGAHT. |
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agirlandhertypewriter says: Thanks LP45! :-) |
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mlowe5 says: Powerful and uplifting. I enjoyed reading this write twice! Well penned. Thanks for the share. Peace and Love, mlowe5. |
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agirlandhertypewriter says: Thanks mlow5! Peace :-) |
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