The Election Year

The election is here
And all I seem to feel is
Just more and more, more fear
Just what is the land coming to
When the two who should be best
Are best of worst yes worst I see
And so are all the rest
Our politics
Just seem to get
Much worse yes every year
And yet if I don’t cast a vote
Then this I also fear
So many have before you see
Yes died so freedom rings
And if we lose the right to vote
Then anarchy will ring
So maybe I will go to vote
And close my eyes and bring
The first lever that I can feel
And vote so I can’t see
Yes see which worst one that I pick
It all does make me sick
But maybe the one who does get picked
Will do a real neat trick
And really make a difference
And really do a job
A make a monkey out of me
I guess we’ll have to see

By Ronald Gainsford

© 2000 Ronald Gainsford

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