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The truth be told, laugh, cry, tell.

But let it not be something to dispel.

To censure is to lie which chaos unfolds.

Exoneration remains forever untold.



Unilateral powers?  Bah!  Foreshame!

What of checks and balances, our democratic game?

A despotic man in accord to his (own) interpretation

sending lives to their demise a total manipulation.



I impugn you for your actions, oh foolish sir,

causing a raucous amongst the social stir.

Bring the troops back yet you will not listen

for fighting against TERROR is the soundest reason.



Sway us with your words though I turn deaf.

I criticize you, bitch, to do so is it treason and death?

You remain untouched, your life still breathing.

A control freak, out of reach from licit, political grasping.



A stagnant war, someone needs to bitch slap you senseless.

This tyrant who swamps us with such belligerence.

Go ahead!  Render us stupid though I'm not

against a ghost enemy who, after all this activity,



will soon act your description of terrorism...