Vote, demonstrate and deactivate this robot of the Klan. He is terrorizing our communities by taking food From hungry mouths and money from our pockets. Ultimately, the government must change If there is to any progress. By the people and of the people. In dim rooms justice is discussed to the melody of trains with merried destinations.
Outside poverty plagues the streets cities crumble as does the man sleeping beneath the daily news.
I see through a distorted looking glass it is not distorted you are only a man with a suit and telescope unaware of lost identity. America is a broken dream only a few posess the handful of shards. Pick your cotton your grapes your apples find Route 66 find the poverty you have been granted. In dim rooms justice is discussed.