The Truth

Let's rip apart
This sorry scheme of things
Which wars, inflation
And depression brings,
Where for country,
Mother, flag and apple pie
Thousands of boys have to die,
While politicos and profiteers
With tongues of honey
Make on their wars
Tons of money,
Led by a retarded clown,
Elected as a president,
Who should be
An asylum resident,
While Senate and Congress
Take their kickbacks and graft,
Often more, sometimes less
Out of this holy mess,
Showing their dignity
And professing their honesty.

In this republic,
The message is:
Damn the public.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz