The Scream
The realization is that both parties want to maintain power.
At the expense of "we the people".
That's why they rarely work together.
At every turn, they undercut one another.
They manipulate the pay-to-play media.
Both parties fan the flames of division.
When it suits their selfish commitments.
They really don't want us to play nice together.
Our division is their strength-their platform.
Our togetherness is their weakness.
Our calm causes their storm.
We don't have to follow their bleating
and tumble over the cliffs.
We are citizens, not sheep.
Come November, we must remember.
Who allowed the rioters to riot and looters to loot.
and cities to burn
Who was joyful when the economy tanked,
when people lost their 401k.
Come November, remember who burned down the churches.
Who painted graffiti on the graves of the fallen.
Who stood aside as you lost your job.
While they gave themselves hefty raises.
Who turned your dreams to crumbs
and left thugs to run the streets.
Come November, gather in great numbers.
Cast a vote... It's the only voice you have.
No matter the outcome-stay calm.
Accept the results when the people speak.
Scream at the sky if you must
as if it would make any difference.
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