Two Hands

We all have two hands, a left and a right. Our country's the same, except theirs always fight.. One side feeds the poor, until they are fat. The other cuts off all food, and says that is that.. One holds up a sign , that says give up your guns. The other holds a gun, and says put down your signs.. And here I sit, stuck between both the lines... We can find middle ground, it's all up to you. Or we can leave this country, broken in two..