This is a poem I wrote on April 7, 2011. It's from the point of view of an American who's frustrated with the state of American politics. Sadly, the state of American politics only seems to have gotten worse since I wrote this poem.
Right now, everything is on the line
And all you can think is, "Mine, mine, mine"
I think that you ought to be ashamed
With how often you play this game
The people can see through your charade
Their hopes in you are starting to fade
Instead of trying to pick a fight
You need to do the thing that's right
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