It was a noble thought
An honest decree,
To take this new land
And declare ourselves free
We’ll pay our new taxes
Given by king’s decree
Well maybe not
Through it all in the sea
With no one there to help us
In the kingdom we cant see
Our futures controlled
By the Kings decree
So we battle and fight
Our new land is now free
We don’t need him now
Or his decree
We’ll build our own future
On this side of the sea
Represent ourselves without his decree
We’ll elect our officials
Just watch and you’ll see
Our people will flourish
Through their electie
This thought was so noble
The land of the free
Where is he now, our electie
Business did flourish
Donations run free
What does it take to buy an electie
Our Congress is sold
The Senate is too
The electorate was supposed to be for me and for you
With no one there to help us
In that kingdom called DC
Your Constitution is leaving
By Presidential decree
It took a revolution of guns
To set us all free
This time, at least once
Lets try our electie
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So true...well written..