Monday, January 25, 2010

The Vote

March 23rd, 2009

The beach gives way to the ocean,

Where am I but lost at sea?

Left to drift in a home on the front lines

No sitting down

Constant warfare

Its breath has been taken

Suffocation to the resistance

Ultimate totalitarianism

One hand by the force of many

Democratic suicide

To an aquatic destruction

Did we not welcome it too?

Like the sand in recline

Led by hot air from ballots

Control signed away by the leasers

Who thought themselves the owners.

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