Disorder, as a small derision
Creates acts of a blind attrition.
Stand in line, son- be served, be fed-
Be ushered, ambled, handled, led.
See this simple truth- that lies
Can buy a way through the disguise
Of beaurocratic nonsence, given
To those whose need is to be driven.
Marry yourself to your party legion
Or try to break the core adhesion
Of pompous elephant or ass-
A choice met by your social class.
RAGE!
RAGE, son.
Against the ties that bind.
Have your own goals.
Have your own mind.
Find your own power inside-
Wind down from deception- ride.
Ride out from this slew
Out of red,
Out of blue. |
Submission Name: Bipartisanship
