Piece of Paper
The man in power rose and spoke.
He smiled at all the egos to stroke.
"The country is in disarray."
"We have nothing for the soldiers pay."
"The people cannot afford food."
"Many of them riot and loot."
"Our nation is strangled by debt."
"For decades we have wastefully slept."
"Now, to keep control and hide our flaw."
"I must declare strict martial law."
"We'll burn the Constitution to vapor."
"Besides it's just a piece of paper"
Applause.
For the "paper or plastic" contest.
Copyright © Christopher Bunton | Year Posted 2012
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