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....