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THE MAD POLITICIAN

THE MAD POLITICIAN

Have you met them yet?

The ones who yell...

Attack the enemy!

Have to be aggressive and powerful!

Do they not realize they weren't always an enemy?

Do you know an enemy who has respect for the other side?

Do you know an enemy who says God bless my enemy?

​​​​​​Respect and murder together doesn't jive does it?

Sometimes, they put the same people who put them on top to the bottom of the barrel...

Yet, they care more for the killer than they care about you...

There must be something about...

Kill them with kindness...

When your Government puts you in harms way and depletes your pockets...

Are you really going to trust them to truly protect you?

The Mad Politician...

Would you just look at that frown?

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Bernie Martin

Oh boy does this resonate with me here in England. These lines could just as easily be about the corrupt, dishonest, out of touch suits we have put in charge here. "Sometimes they put the people who put them on top to the bottom of the barrel" is the perfect line to sum them up. Strangely the only politician for whom I have any real respect is a former comedian. Great words in your poem. 

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