• 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