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Obama's  Hypocrisy of a 

Classic economic Dichotomy

            (a poem)

Unjust enrichment of politicians failures.

Burden the backs of everydayer's toil..... 

Crushing the fabric of dreams consigned to oblivion..... lost...

We struggle with faith and thoughts of times better past,

than now forgotten.....

Longing for the times of friends and family celebrating.....

Evaporates before our finished thoughts in times of plenty.....

Wealth to Poverty, humbled into silence of disparate despair in life

without living..... 

Wicked is poverty a purity of nothing.....

Languished in clarity of emptiness pain is pure .... 

Working harder going backward, what is lost never found.... 

Empty Shelves bare witness of our starving attempts to fill our hunger, that quells our anger..... 

Lost jobs never gained, a forgotten harvest without pay....

Grievance with our wallets empty face's of our Identity..... 

Families scattered after shattered dreams of homes never to gather under demokkkrat power....

False narratives of lies that truth cannot fathom...

Delusions of prosperity wrapped in hypocrisy of Obama's twisted madness of the haves and haves not's.... what dose it matter? 

Slipping into darkness of our daily bread....

Scratching at each other over ideology dread..... 

Sadness, of new generations lost to the follies of political lust..... 

Anger of the many, at the political elite, holding hands with the arrogance of money brokers greed complete..... 

Raise up, we say, with cold feet, hammered daily by media defeat, spewing party lines of demokkkrat elitist....

Hopes of change that never came....

Anemic growth of mighty nations fall...

Working poor, three jobs score....  

Weeping weary populations broken wealth of dreams.

Time has come in Silent protest no more.

Time of plausible deniability for pitchforks and torches that will bare their resolute anger against the 1%er's ivory walls of D.C.'s power. 

Cleanse our land anew... 

Not if, but when....

Change, you can count on to believe.

In GOD we trust, save U$ all.

By: Brandon R. Casper

Grievance with our wallets empty face's of our Identity..... 

Families scattered after shattered