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Do We Still Have a Voice?
Do the small people in this country still matter? Can you hear us up there with all that raucous and clatter? In the elections they say go to the polls, each vote counts, After they are sworn in they say thanks, then its us they renounce. I have no power and sorry I'm not rich, when you need us, you flip us on like a switch. I promise, for you I will work the hardest if I should win. Pointless, everything needed is vetoed by the Republican. Sorry if it is your party I am bashing, but ITS OUR HOPES AND DREAMS they are smashing. Don't mistake me, I love this country and how we're high on this cloud, I still say I am an American, but I used to say it much more proud. When this country was new, the powerful listened to people like me and you, Now we have a new way, the powerful only listen to a select few. I suppose my blood, sweat, and tears are not preferred. But you can count on me, I will be heard. What I choose is my choice, What I choose is my voice.
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