Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 17
We're living in the best of times
Everything is going fine
Every cloud you see is silver lined
All you thought was wrong is right

Money really grows on trees
Most of it you get to keep
We'll just take what little we need
We're all treated equally

Borders closed we are at peace
Promises were made to keep
High on the hog living free
There is nothing that you need

Empty words with hollow sounds
Leaving with us little doubt
Hard to believe what comes out
Of some certain people's mouths

Spit shined with a polished sheen
All the streets are squeaky clean
From crime to homelessness and in-between
Everything is cheap or free

All the tides are on the rise
With common man we sympathize
Eating meat will be our demise
Ten years at most is left of time

To tell the truth we're here for you
In everything we say and do
There's not a mountain we won't move
To prove how dedicated we are to you

Empty words with hollow sounds
Leaving with us little doubt
Hard to believe what comes out
Of some certain people's mouths
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
48
   Weeping willow
Please log in to view and add comments on poems