I saw a photograph that says it all
All about my state, my home, my people
Thought they Heard, but not ever heard the call
Promises, placards, on it they trample.
Anger's misplaced for the bullets appall
Bringing a change is not, not that simple.
Five years again and more will they enthrall?
Yet another term, we allow and are the Goul[1].
Knew once, FREEDOM's worth just a few green notes
Stepped out, stood up with hopes, Reformation.
Never though I, will be betrayed my quotes
Lo! More trigger-happy altercation.
A rational motive I never vote.
A decision of mine comes with a note.
