Oxymoron of the Millennium

I was a good, honest taxpayer
That nurtured a moral dilemma.
Why should I perpetuate 
The state I’ve grown to hate?

Subject to the authority
Of a fluctuating majority
I refuse to comply
You can accept, I’d rather die.

To be truly honest
Why vote in a rigged contest?
Plant free trees in a forest
Felled by the loudest lobbyist.

A good, honest player
Pays the public piper
Of their own free will
Or swallows the pipers pill.

21 August, 2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Teagan Avatar
September 22, 2017 at 1:42 PM
Hi again, just checking to see if you're writing again... I guess not. :( Hope you're well
Teagan Avatar
July 5, 2017 at 11:19 PM
interesting political poem, Daniel. I see you haven't posted in a while, hope everything is ok.
Davies Avatar
July 6, 2017 at 12:09 AM
I'm fine Becca, thank you for asking. I trust your path is well lit?
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