Politics

They don't make much sense to me.

A man with a flag said, "come,
we have to bury your son."
A blind man was setting the stage
as he polled and filled in the blanks.

The kids credit score isn't good.
Incredibly stupid, they move.
I can speak louder than words
but at times I wont.

I can't remember a thing.
Though I can feel it all in a way.
The breeze is always blowing way,
so there's nothing to really see.

The socialist b******s as named by my parents
bastardized me either way.
If they didn't know then,
eventually,
in a way,
everything will be realized again.