He Banned Chairs

HE BANNED CHAIRS

Looks like we will sit on the floor.
There is a new leader		      with a big boat to flaunt.
When we move outside there are crosses along the road. 

Scare tactic.
	He’s loaded with guns and an atomic twister.
Everyone will be off guard when he imitates nature.

	That’s how we got the last flood.
He has come to kill us all. 
	This is a pretty lively waiting room.

Deflate his ego and you will get shot.
	Then you only have two options
be quiet or loud. 

Faith over reason
	Bring guns and a reason to smile
the situation is going to get messy.

Don’t ask or tell
          I will
He placed people
        In a box
            
Politics are a control ritual, good
	for confusing the public.
It’s not about bloodshed. Business

men use violence because it’s visual.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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