Emblazoned On Their Banners
Emblazoned…
On their banners!
Numbers placed upon us,
by government officials,
taking money from
foreign countries,
because they can,
because we let them.
Sons and daughters holding jobs,
titles without chores,
money behind closed doors,
cheaters and beaters,
liberals and democrats.
They spend what we give them,
take what they want…
and choose to eliminate
the middle class.
Do you think the poor can support you?
Do you think they give a dam?
They will turn on you and eat you,
Civil war, in this land.
It is not rich that gets richer,
but poor that have a job.
Feed our families,
know that they,
can dream…
You cheat at college,
you are above the law,
you call out others,
for your own sins.
You can be removed…
from office.
The vote!
We will wait.
We are waiting.
Cheat…
and you will know
the sword of defeat.
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