Oh, Left is Left, and Right is Right, and all around is a bitter fight,
The Second Amendment's a rallying cry...
Bullets fly, and the world wonders why,
And every day, more Americans die.
Some men think it's 1864, and they're still fighting the Civil War,
Militias roamed, threatening the land, Oregon-bound to take a stand,
Blogs showed Bibles and Guns together...
But they weren't even equipped for the weather.
Dominionist rants and raves,
Angry chants disturb those sleeping in graves,
And a Millionaire from the one percent,
Throws his hair in the ring, shouts his two cents.
The Democrats' dear, the woman aspiring,
Kicks up the dust, as she runs ahead,
Her coffers filled with Corporate bread,
Too much baggage slows her down like lead.
But there's also a candidate inspiring,
A grass roots movement of Light and Love,
Secular, but watched over by Angels Above,
Fueled by People excited for change,
Going the distance, with hope within range.
We're in this TOGETHER, his rallying cry,
Not me...US, room for ALL on this Magickal bus,
Health care a right, education, too,
Immigrants welcome...there's plenty of room,
Like the Sun shining midst the gloom,
The Voice of Hope drowns out the threats of doom.
OUR candidate is NOT for Sale,
He pledges a Living Minimum Wage,
A way out of poverty's cruel cage,
And the promise of Jobs, not jail,
Quiets the heartbroken prisoners' wail.
You may say I'm a dreamer,
But I'm not the only one,
I hope someday YOU will join US,
And America will BE Together as One.
AstrandaLynn~~COPYRIGHT 2016~~
