How I Feel
How I Feel
By: miracle Man
August 22, 2020
Protesters and anarchists are gadflies who coalesce,
Burning and graffiti is leaving cities in a mess.
A hodgepodge of rogues, seeking socialist change,
they march in big cities with intent to derange.
Consumed with hate for both God and police,
Knowing the wheel that squeaks loudest gets the grease.
They push for change that won’t be for the best,
advancing the narrative that they are oppressed.
This upcoming election is rife with upheavals,
once again I’ve a choice, from the lesser of two evils.
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