The Victor Poem by Airda Jones

(More inspiration from the confusion of the election)

Unfortunately I have yet
To find what others have,
As they call, a decision
Based and also biased
By beliefs, incriminating
Lies. Are they not?

Unpatriotic, that is
Their reference to my lazy
Decision, to fail where
Others prosper, but their
Biased ideals fail me
While in my faith I
Prosper. How could I not?

Understanding what is not
Clear to even those who
State it to State, nothing,
But leaving questions, more
Questions doomed to never
Find completion, as will never
Find definity in my final
Thought. What?

Our common question, what?
Very bland but very demanding
Too demanding but mustn’t we
Dictate what they answer
To us, their personal dictators
Still, suggestions unlearned
And bland answers leave us
Thirsting for greater understanding but
Unanswered. Who will be labeled as the “victor? ”