By now,
I am old enough to know,
That nothing really changes,
In the Rotten World of Politics,
The same old lies,
The same old painful sticks.
They, with their shadowy tricks,
Still believe today,
That we, the People
Are just a bunch of hicks,
Always ready to be thrown,
Into their Mixmaster's mix.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
But one day, the hicks shall take control! Just like those nerds that invented modern technology! Your poem is simply profound. Love it!