Empty Speeches

Empty Speeches ©2012 C. Brent Cloyd Gone are the columns, gone is the crowd Just twenty thousand, shouting loud Gone is the hope, debt was the change Stale words remain, empty and strange The air is filled with Biden baloney He pleads the case for a liberal crony Praises a job well done, but not complete In anger cajoles voters to not unseat Introduced with great pomp and circumstance We hear of one who will give us a chance Then strutting to the stage with toothy grin He tells us about Republican sin “It’s not my fault the economy is bad But if not for me, it would be real sad” Nothing new, we’ve heard this story before We can get the job done, but I need four more Lectured us about what is right and fair Let the rich pay more, they can afford to share Didn’t hear a word about the nation's debt But the people are asking you can bet “I need your vote, my contract please renew” But I ask why, you’ve told us nothing new Mr. President, wave goodbye, run the race But I’m voting for another in your place