Political Dynamics
political dynamics
Is it not so... that the winters are so dry to fail
The produce, as of the day we deny the curse
As If ever there's no a victor and a victim, the
Former rejoice as the later laments in agony...
Denial is ever fixed in the green eyed monster
Whom sniff its prey before the dury and leave
Eager to bite, calls for a quorum to reinstate
Zidera and bring back forth the foregone shame
How lame is the act of foreordination and the
Bill signed behind closed doors, denied funfare
To the executive order as of customs, brothers
Cheer and posse his deceitful wiles, A vigilante.
Note how the prescription heralds violence on
And the so called veneer of human rights claim
Ills upon masses. Are we human? Is there ever
Fixed rights? The stereotypical "us" humane...
No!... we aren't, for we been brought seventeen
Years back and I am tired ululating so energetic
To the rinsed political manifestations which on
And on ever brings us no room of expression....
Copyright © Wilson Waison | Year Posted 2018
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