God Bless A

While the beaks and butts of DC squeal and squabble
and the fat-cats whose thirst of more—relax in their leaky bubble
of toxic swill that runs from Wall Street to Main Street
We the people yell in unison, “What about us?”
and we who are innocent watch as the flowing swill surrounds us
and we see our reality in the streets as life stands still
and see our hopes and dreams melt around us
and we realize that the same ole world keeps spinning the same ole way as our pleas fall on deaf ears and we know beyond doubt that we the people are without representation in the great A system that we’ve paid for with blood, and dreams so the few can live high while we learn to live street…

God Bless A

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