AMERICA WE THE PEOPLE
We the people in God trust oh yes that’s us
Out of our slumber like Robinson Cruso no fuss
Pull our strings, and we will do our thing just like a puppet
Behold it’s a nightmare just let me have another beer
With too much wear and tear they seem to be going nowhere
The puppet show has just begun yes it's America Fright Night
Don’t blame the man he can if you want to jockey on board
You made him a saint when you sought to destroy him too bad
Not everyone is willing to be used by this clown sad sad face
It is quite impossible to defuse who’s using whom I am confused
The hour is fast approaching we the people still trust in God
We the people blind citizens of America visit the elephant
Much inclined yes all of them are blind and willing to walk the line
Taking a six for a nine and seems to be having much fun on the run
We the people are to blame but gosh did we not put on a good show
Yes donkeys and Elephants or more like Baboons and hyenas I fear
To be precisely clear who the hell cares to clean up this mess you hear
Into the Mist Poetry / Timeless Poetry Series
Kenvil Atkins Lewis poet
