Luck will forge you great liasons
Strength will frighten weak away,
Precociousness is self defeating
Believing lies will make you pay.
Issuance absolves the ego,
Petulance decries the stance,
Rage is such a waste of space
But laughter makes me want to dance.

Fighting in the street is futile
Fantasy is thinly veiled,
When idiots unleash the chaos
Interaction gets curtailed.
Tip toe to the ballot people
Caste a vote for sanity
Wasting it on madness
Makes the future a profanity.

Caste a vote for sunshine, people
Make tomorrow pay,
WIPE THIS NIGHTMARE FROM THE SLATE
For a better, brighter USA.


M.
New Zealand