• foggy@lemmy.world
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        3 days ago

        As the polls close like a casket

        On truth devoured

        A Silent play in the shadow of power

        A spectacle monopolized

        The camera’s eyes on choice disguised

        Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?

        Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?

        Yes a spectacle monopolized

        They hold the reins and stole your eyes

        Or the fistagons

        The bullets and bombs

        Who stuff the banks

        Who staff the party ranks

        More for Harris or the son of a slumlord

        None of the above fuck it cut the cord