The Perfect Candidate Poem by Ramona Thompson

The Perfect Candidate



There's no such thing
Honestly all we have is the less of two evils to choose from
Every last single American must come to learn and accept that before Election Day arrives

Poison to believe in anything good or right in these turbulent times
Envy, greed and war are all that exist inside of each of them and us
Running for the highest office in the land is only an ends to a meets for them
Forget about any of your hopes or dreams for the future ever coming true
Eagerly and oh so cruel they will be swept under the rug of The Oval Office and all too soon forgotten
Cold, heartless, mean, and out only to take what they can for themselves

Can you handle this most unthinkable fact?
Any American who can not must now leave and never return
Never more to set foot in this land of the good ole evil U.S.A.
Devils here only are allowed to dwell
Insanity, false idol worship and made up bail out plans to milk millions out of the innocents are the law here
Don't try to change it or you will forever come to regret it
A thousand lies between them they will tell to gain and screw over your trust
The sheer pleasure of your pain is the reason why they do it, if you really feel the need to ask
Empty headed American fools did you really think there was even anything remotely good here?

Trust me
When I say
There's not
Nor will there ever be

2008 Ramona Thompson

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