Poems about Politics
Yes! Yes! He accept my friend request
I could remember the joy that filled my soul
A presidential election every four yearsLying candidates selling us more fears
Remember when we were strange fruit hanging from the trees but never ripe enough to be picked?
This poem does contain footnotes on the bottom that may be used for clarification since there are many obscure references.
The difference is a letter
Or a chromosome, really
It’s a variable, it’s chance
By biology, a 50/50 split