The Campaign Trail

When the

Chain grips the cogs

And you

Throw us to the dogs

Will you

Recycle the lies

And wear

Your old school ties

As you

Hoist up the sails

To go

On campaign trails

With your

Hollywood smile

As you

Walk every mile

Making promises

You won’t keep

To people

Half asleep

Who will

Probably dote

On your

Disposable quote

The stage

Has been set

And you

Must not forget

All the lines

That were wrote

To get

You that vote

And those

At your side

Find it

Difficult to hide

That victory

For you

Means they

Get a part too

In the

Circus parade

Of this

Political charade

Where clowns

Are in suits

And often

In cahoots

With corporate

Ghosts in the night

Who stand

On the Right

Of all

That is wrong

But you

Sing the same song

About cash

Being King

The peoples concerns

Don’t mean a thing

The election

Is a game

Where everything’s

The same

It’s a race

For the past

Where democracy

Comes last

Greed gets

The medal 

Worn by the

Crooks who peddle

Our lives

To the rich

Who will

Happily ditch

Us all in a breath

When they’ve

Bled us to death

 

©JMcN2014