Theorem The Truth Serum
Swiveling Thrones - Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum
They sit on their swiveling thrones
unknowingly ruining our lives
with each 'yay' or 'naye' that they put forward.
They have been doing it for years,
a bunch of blind mice snapped by traps
not knowing this is their last bite.
They know nothing new so they stick
to their same Titanic sinking ideas.
Lets lower interest rates, lets throw more
money at problems to invest in the future.
At this rate, soon we will be like extinct
dinosaurs being killed by a meteor
that we made and launched ourselves.
This is the America we live in.
One big 'utopian' disaster created
by a bunch of hyenas known as
lobbyists, who have raped us
like an infantile mockingbird
that never had the chance to fly.
All of Thomas Jefferson's warnings
about people who would try to distort
what our nation stood for and it's doctrines
has come true like a Nostradamus prophecy.
Politicians gather to babble like idiots
with no plan and no direction as
their people watch the fall on television
and stream it live on the internet.
Now we see that the Cold War was
only a battle and the real war is probably lost.
Where will we grab at for relief now?
Why are we gasping for air anyway
when there is plenty of it to go around?
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