'' One And The Same '' Poem by Bri Mar

Biden and Trump,
Political foes,
Both financially plump,
As everyone knows,
Which one's the chump?
Who will you oppose?
As part of their political game.

The November election,
Gives you a choice,
Make that correction,
Do use your voice,
Let both face rejection,
Let the world rejoice,
Neither know the meaning of shame.

They are money men,
They're not politicians,
I'll say it again,
They give false renditions,
It's not if, but when,
They complete their missions,
They'll look to find someone to blame.

The guy in the street,
Will not see a dime,
Treated with conceit,
Almost all of the time,
Those who bow at their feet,
Know all about crime,
Yet it's you they'll try to defame.

You may ask why,
I feel this way,
Till the day I die,
I will have my say,
All candidates lie,
It's in their D.N.A.
All they seek is fortune and fame.

Their opening debate,
Would make you wince,
As each other they berate,
Their mouths need a rinse,
They are both filled with hate,
As they spout out mince,
They leave each other without a name.

Democracy is dead,
If it ever existed,
By fools we are led,
World-wide they are listed,
All those lies we are fed,
Shows politicians are twisted,
With Satan, they are,

‘' One And The Same ‘'