Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Warm and gregarious are the politicking politician's. They give hand outs, they take back. 100 dollar plates, 1,000 dollar ties, 50,000 dollar rides, all seem innocent Behind smiles and whitened teeth grinches. All want to Win a race, based off of other young men's livelihood's, Sticking poor in poorer places, down south we call that HOOD! Small business hard working peasants are losing Stores to affluent men, who get ****** under tables for Favors, present day-galore. The fast food workers get an Extra dime to spare their time, while trump, Clinton rehatch Nixon, and communism's back in prime. Bernie Sanders about To die, Ted Cruz speaks of God, while playing pokie-pokie With the fallen ones mirage. Mansions get bigger, pockets Decrease, no more Mary Magdalenes to be forgiven, beggars Only beg for hard cash, not their food to eat. Life's become* Money_riches_jewels_you steal from me. I'll **** for you . don't worry uncle Sam's tax fund will keep you happy for tommorrow, don't worry, we'll get more money, from the wars and the next one we will borrow
0
Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 6:02 PM UTC
Unyielding know-how
Warm and gregarious are the politicking politician's. They give hand outs, they take back. 100 dollar plates, 1,000 dollar ties, 50,000 dollar rides, all seem innocent Behind smiles and whitened teeth grinches. All want to Win a race, based off of other young men's livelihood's, Sticking poor in poorer places, down south we call that HOOD! Small business hard working peasants are losing Stores to affluent men, who get ****** under tables for Favors, present day-galore. The fast food workers get an Extra dime to spare their time, while trump, Clinton rehatch Nixon, and communism's back in prime. Bernie Sanders about To die, Ted Cruz speaks of God, while playing pokie-pokie With the fallen ones mirage. Mansions get bigger, pockets Decrease, no more Mary Magdalenes to be forgiven, beggars Only beg for hard cash, not their food to eat. Life's become* Money_riches_jewels_you steal from me. I'll **** for you . don't worry uncle Sam's tax fund will keep you happy for tommorrow, don't worry, we'll get more money, from the wars and the next one we will borrow
tommy-jackson
Written by
Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 6:02 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem