The Executed Donkey

This political forum is but an avenue for debate Leaving man and woman, speaking then of hate Trying so to stay within the realm of running calm The press exploits the two by setting off their bombs As words that started factual, have turned to bitter cold Man and woman pass the buck, a story that’s quite old When issues so imperative are swept under the rug One tries to squash the other, like stepping on a bug It seems intentions, at one time, may have been of good Tables turned, as candidates, now do the things they could They try to get away with it as they say so much as well Smearing the name of the other, while they then just propel Their party hustles, bustles, to get the dirt they need Then turn it out for pleasure to the media who feeds Truth be known, no good will come from letting dirt then loose As the candidates seem to further, put their heads into a noose