…….This election is edging, nudging me on, people pledging, cradling on, hopefully it won’t leave them torn, feeling all hope is gone, I know their patience will be worn, if they get their hands on them politicians, they’ll be sorry they were born, the government then has a nerve to act like we’re the thorn, like we’re patriots no more, flea us like we’re drug addicted asking to sweep up the front of their store, ignore veterans cause they can’t do another tour, won’t hear or allow them to have the floor, as they create social issues just to get elected for.
- Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 30th, 2024 04:11
- Category: Unclassified
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