These are the people that have to be convinced…
That taking a step forward,
Actually means moving ahead!
Prosperity with peace slogans don’t work anymore!
And yet those running for office to get votes…
Will squeeze the juice from these tired expressions.
In the hopes that those still starry eyed and delusioned,
Will believe anything!
And.
They.
Do!
Even if told the hand felt in their pockets…
Belongs to grandma.
And she comes to ‘stir’ up their ‘packages’,
With a stimulating twenty dollar bill!
Prolonging their existence for the next ten years.
And ‘this’ will be rumored as fact.
Argued in heated debates.
Although there is an actual lifting of lint,
From those empty pockets of many…
Angered with balled fists!
Those benumbed can be heard singing along,
With animated advertisements.
And proud to have anything taken,
To be donated to any ’cause’…
That refreshes memories of their fantasies.
Caring less they are being screwed.
And feeling benevolent…
Like Santa Claus.
While they enrich themselves,
Into a poverty.