In dusted rubble cries of orphaned Syrian children echo
You gathered in the halls of the governmentYou took a cowardly stand to voice your fake…
I feel like I’m falling every timeI close my eyesCorruption piles like toxic wasteAnd it’s barely just…
Joe and Jill went to Capitol Hill and didn’t give you two k
Solitaryin theknowledgereinforcementswill be here soon.
tell everyone you love themtry to make a joke about the good old dayswhile losing your voicein the act of ad lib
A First Child
Political Dust is slow and messy and mixed with blood and tears.
Meditations on our Democratic RepublicHow one man allowed to do such damageWith many sycophants entranced by him…