Political party lines and lies
Have had their souls apprehended,
Kidnapped and battered,
Stories so false and old
That it is unbelievable,
That still today,
The truth is not comprehended,
Maybe more than ever
Those infamous politicians
Are getting away with murder
And all we are left with
Are the same dirty, empty
Suitcases
To drag from one election
To another,
When in shame we should
Cover our faces,
Demand the truth,
Put these thieves of decency
In their places,
Open a new chapter
In a book fit to read,
Full of the things,
Decently achieved
And that really matter.