Stopping By Polls On Election Evening
(With apologies to Robert Frost)
Who got us here I think I know,
In many ways he’s brought us low,
But I can’t vote against him now,
On this year’s ballot he’s no-show.
It really doesn’t seem that fair,
That during an election year,
The perp I’d love to vote against,
Won’t need my vote to disappear.
And who appears now in his wake,
With claims to cures I know won’t take?
Two candidates who both mean well,
But can’t past foolishness unmake.
What has been sown we all must reap,
I’m so damn mad I want to weep,
I wonder, too, from this hole deep,
What I now own will I soon keep.
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