Eons To Ions
America is our location
Of impending vocal frustration
From the people it's congregation
When they speak one feels deliberation
For our need for conversation
Highlighted by desperation
Some help from the corporations
For jobs and future generations
But they offer no explanation
The rich are in discrimination
Before we become a divided nation
Be saviours, be our salvation
For our politics it's constipation
No toilet roll for their application
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Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2010
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