Little boy running with glee towards the garden of eden
You have to fight for every breath you take
Try not to shed blood if at all possible
There is no man that stands tall among us
The freak show horse has passed away and entered another universe
Beneath the river another artist passes, he died poverty stricken
She likes the failure, she is the average stain that humanity shits out every four seconds
For shame on the these thinking beings for who are they to trust
No man is lower than a politico
We cannot say we are truly here
Through ages history is lost, and the same things are fought for
The sun grants us a long life, and greets us at our wake
Democracy for the people by the people
We deserve the government we vote for
The political machine represents us
God I wish we had a choice
For me the two party system does not satisfy.
Poetry from the book {Bunny Hop} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas
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