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Oct 2016
If I saw you on the street and I stopped to say, "hello..."
Would you shake my hand and wish to get to know this once soul defined as "stranger..."
Or would you ignore the buzzing voice and rush to your safety zone?
If you had remembered me as from my mistakes and I worked hard to prove, to you, my peers....
The changes and strides I've made to change myself and the world........
For the better, would you applaud and then think better of me....?
Or would you laugh in my face,ignore me......shunning me like a virus......?
A cold you wish not to catch from
Taking in conversation and bright ideas from my
"So called fake and diseased stink?"
Fumes of radiation sparked by thick headed "reactors" wishing not to close down the power of bigitry?
This once great society is dying.
From diseases not caught by human disease....
However, sicknesses of "judgmental slots required , by you , as defined in order for an added friend or business friend to fill.."
Slots remaining open due to closed eyed people trying to direct other closed eyed people to what "defines" a "better way"
Which only spells "doom."
Politicians never covering the "needs of state"
However, added into a pile of useless debates
"Drama, finger pointing" and "don't vote for what we shall prove , 'a black sheep in white whooled costumes?"
A continuous vote for another politician full of promises, however, filling no "society and country binding actions and fabric lunes?"

We must offer help to "those who truly need" and not "selectively help those who appear to need such support" yet leaving those "real desperate and in dire straits need "
Refused that rightfully needed "helping hand" and who are left to suffer and continue to bleed?

It is the blind leading the blind.
Drama entertaining a vote
And "Hollywood politics" that we have elected those who neglected the whole country and place importance to a need of their own selfish agenda?
It's like substituting natural sugar with cancer causing fake sugar that is their "healthy light and Splenda "

We need to fix what's broken.
Not what's already running.
For within our boarders......
We are silent voices never allowed to be spoken.
In fear of opposing the "majority" and being like a paper tossed into a pail.....
If one speaks up in selfless chance....
Who wishes to fix and replace those broken cogs and sprockets in the "machine of the political nation..."
We failed George Washington in all honor and honesty....
We have failed the people who need the change of broken wheels...
For no transportation of equal healing and needed rewritten programs that make our nation's machine break down....
With every election due to one with "less scandal and less interest in what's in plan to be changed"
Then our machine shall destroy Uncle Sam
And we shall betray what hard work and selfless natures bring......A flooded land due to not fixing a broken "****."
Kevin Michael Kappler
Written by
Kevin Michael Kappler  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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   --- and Eman
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