Great Republican Debate, The 8-1-15

With crowd, ecstatic, you might think

that truth might finally win.

But no, the brag fest lingered on

in shallow, selfish din.

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The candidates deceive us all.

Pet projects, each discusses.

They came to this, the 'Great Debate'

in jets and campaign buses.

The smiles they wore were priceless, but

so sly, those hungry foxes.

And all of them were standing tall

on top of their soapboxes.

A bulging 'muscle' claimed that he

was strong enough to bring,

a welfare check to everyone -

for he was not 'right-wing'.

The 'fat' said, "I will throw my weight

around when president.

I'll bridge the budget deficit

until you're all content."

The 'hand' had interrupted then

and stated with a flair,

"I promise 'common core' will work.

You'll keep your free health care."

The 'eye' had seen the goings on

and interrupted too.

"I have a vision others don't.

You know the skies are blue..."

Then 'lung' spoke up so very loud

and said, "Economy!"

I promise you more great trade deals

if you'll just vote for me!"

The 'ear' intently listened as

the others took their turns.

"I've listened very carefully

and I have grave concerns."

The 'brain' said intellectually,

"I'll pass new welfare laws..."

then said, "Without me, you've no hope."

(He drew a large applause).

Now 'Rump' spoke up as clapping slowed,

"I have a wallet here.

I will secure the border walls.

You've nothing more to fear."

The 'nose' breathed something awful in

and sneezed out something crass.

"The dung is getting deep in here

and someone's passing gas."

The laughter carried on a spell

'til all was calm inside.

But serious, the issues are.

So many guiltless died.

A silence then, was broken when

a lowly nominee -

said, "Why are we so selfish here

and honest, cannot be?

Our rights are lost when we reject

responsibility.

Our Constitution is the law!

Where is our sanity?

"While some are selling baby parts,

perpetuating lies,

while money flows into their hands -

another baby dies.

May voters not vote selfishly

while those on stage connive.

Atrocious things are happening.

Who here is still alive?"

But he was laughed right off the stage

by old pathetic goats,

by those who memorized their quotes,

by those who bribed for votes.

The one who they laughed off the stage,

the one who they suppressed -

was honest, fair and humble too -

and truly was the best.

My poem ends with corrupt press

who once again refuse,

to give exposure to the best.

Again, from chaff, we choose.

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With crowd, ecstatic, you might think

that truth might finally win.

But no, the brag fest lingered on

in shallow, selfish din.

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