Political Mumble Jumble

A name became famous and so did attention it brought to a race, 
A quotable slogan was formed speaking of political changes at haste.

From opposing sides as running mates they developed a relationship speaking of 
bipartnership.
Sending our Nations currency to foreign lands,
Take a moment off the Hill, look in your back yard to see our empty hands. 

This political mumble jumble as our children bellies rumble.

Shipping off our sisters and brothers to the battle fields,
Where fearlessly they fight and sadly some are killed,
They pray and wait to come home...come on now just sign a new Bill.

This political mumble jumble as our children bellies rumble.

Here is an idea! Give more of our taxpayer dollars to the trouble banks; they make no 
mistakes, 
While thousands of Americans lose homes, cars, jobs, and watch their life savings sank.

This political mumble jumble as our children bellies rumble.

The parties, the parades, the chicken, lobster, and veal,
The Senate, The Congress, The White House, and the Capital on the Hill,
The time has come to strengthen a nation of humankind on our own playing field.
From the view of the common man, it is ‘We The People’ that should be kept in mind, 
Every time approval is given to spend another dime.

This political mumble jumble as our children bellies rumble.


@ Tunisia Torres
3/17/2009
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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June 25, 2009 at 2:54 PM
So much truth in your words. It's time "We the People" take our country back and hold those in office accountable. Too many years of apathy have let those that serve live better than those they serve. Powerful poem. Thank you for your kind words on mine. Keep on writing. Karen
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May 23, 2009 at 3:19 AM
Great poem, Tunisia. This whole mess could have been ended if it weren't for greed. It's sad. Your talent shows. Keep writing, God bless you and Welcome to Poetry Soup. Always, Dane
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