Jellybeanism, a Poem

On politics, how those who got voted forgot about those who’d voted for them, in no more than miniscule of a second, translated…

They Smiled So Sweet

Puckered Up Their Rainbow-Colored Lips

Like Those Blooming Buds of the Spring on the Trees

As the Wind Blew, They’d All, Turned into Planets, Soaring

Some Turned Fast, Some Just, Stood Still

The Colorful Rain Poured Downward, from California to the White House

The Natures of Politics, Changing More Quickly than the Weather Would

The Elderly Students Took Off Their Baby Teeth, Put the Dreams, the Jewelries, as well, as the Bullets on, Living Life to the Most Extravagant

Smacked the Lips, the Hole to the Future Opened Up. But the Spotlight that’s Filled Up the Whole Mouth, None of it Shed Light on the Taste Buds with the Cavities.

This, is how politicians work, they’d gotten in all smiles and what-nots, from before the elections, because they wanted to appease to the voters, and, after the voters casted their votes, those politicians wouldn’t even CARE who those people who’d put them on that high pedestal were anymore…


About taurusingemini

All I have to say, I've already said it, and, let's just say, that I'm someone who's ENDURED through a TON of losses in my life, and I still made it to the very top of MY game here, TADA!!!
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