Dissolve the parliament.
I heard him say - in another four years it will be to late!
A harlot is given gifts from her lovers,
Now, contrary, paying for the privilege
Your lovers are strangers
Your children are bereft
They mourn for the nation
But what do I know?
All could be a ruse?
Put sweet for bitter and bitter for sweet..
Who knows what evil greets.
Anyway, just another rant from YouTube to you -
A moral dilemma lost in a clue...
Maybe they should dissolve parliament.
Why?
Because it's painful having a lover that doesn't love you.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
Well said an allegory so well set in poetic style Yes indeed government does not love the people and receives gifts from it all the time a whore to votes. Wonderfully written
This is stark and piercing, my friend…politics as betrayal, love as a lie, the nation mourning like children. It weaves together anger and sorrow in a way that lingers long after reading. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Nice. It’s like a little bread trail. The warnings of old about lovers.
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