The news has made the rounds now
Sirens sounding
Shrill despair
Fear was in the dooryard
Now it’s coming up the stairs
Careless politicians
Greasing gears of war
When it comes to economics, there’s nothing they like more
The news has made the rounds now
Sirens sounding
Shrill despair
Fear was in the dooryard
Now it’s coming up the stairs
Careless politicians
Greasing gears of war
When it comes to economics, there’s nothing they like more
As someone who uses the internet on a regular basis (more specifically social media), I tend to get into a lot of arguments. Sometimes I’m just another voice, trying to hammer reason into some MAGA man. Sometimes I’m the magnet, drawing too much attention. Each and every additional person that joins the “conversation” wants to start from the beginning, forcing me to either point out the day old discussion that answers all their stupid questions, or begin another grueling “battle of wits”. That frustrates me beyond compare, as I take the time to look into things before challenging them. I only expect that simple courtesy from my would be opponents. I’m not trying to master some verbal Destreza and defeat a seemingly endless stream of contenders. I feel like I was going somewhere with all of this, but I think it can stand on its’ own. No need for a summation of one drawn out thought.
The fish that needs water is thrown onto land, while no one helps the drowning man.
You’ve got your job in government
I hope you’re gonna make a mint
‘Cause every penny ends up spent in court
Endless rounds of litigation
Legalese procrastination
All the while your savings waste away
By the time you pay your dues, to poverty you’ll be reduced
There’s no use, can’t quit while you’re ahead
Your bread and butter was from others
Now just another guy in the soup line
I feel I’m running circles
Tracking my own steps
Writing of the same old things until there’s nothing left
No fresh ideas, no muses
Like a wolf that lost its teeth
I no longer have the tools to live
Don’t have the tools to eat
Nothing seems to go my way
It’s not for lack of effort
I just end up far astray
All the same wrong turns
I always feel so far behind where I was at first
Today may be the day that change comes to the world
Not a change for better, instead we will be hurled
Thrown into great depression
Trust in democracy?
From here it only lessens
Even if rejected from the office
Barring rigged results, that monster has a caucus
People willing to grant power
Zero relevant experience, a lecher and a coward
How many lie in wait?
If you look at history, most are much the same