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Ironically this was originally published on my dyssey musings November 7, 2017 (See the full post here)

The view of Party’s pander,

to see the zoo first hand.

Makes pause to sit and wonder,

The time has come to stand.

***

Our world, it sits in chaos,

No wonder we don’t vote.

The players try to play us,

The rules of this re-wrote.

***

In fear, some choose another,

Instead of what is true.

Not seeking truth, can’t bother,

The lies from each they grew.

***

If we fail to even try,

The fault will ours be.

Down the road, we’ll wonder why

Our fate we could not see.

***

Brace yourself and take a seat,

The eagle cried and flew.

In the end, it’s not so sweet,

Rest in peace; Red, White, & Blue.

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