Politicians Are Slimy Horrific Indolent Turkeys Poem by Chuy Amante

Yeah, I said it
no need to beat around a bush,
or clinton or A'bummer...

Our heads of States
have all jumped ship

the boat that headed for freedom

they killed the crew
and then
the steerage,
forefathers of me and you
they beat'em

Senselessly
they got real safe
and crashed the vessels
ones headed for sane
new lands

The swarthy lot
those smelly beasts
parasites all
upon us feast
mercilessly
no feelings
no god
no kind soft hearts

Another breed
Those rotten farts
To Saturn they bend knee

The ropes they tighten on our necks
and tell us to Work! but we are free...

The Sun is rising
a new day is here
what they fear most
is increasing here

Love, compassion
caring morality
hurting none
the end of duality

The tide has turned
the wave is building
loves cleansing splash
upon us yielding

cooperation, each man
is equal, the woman
is free
A whole new world
I can see...

it's close