Poetry (words)


… what’s left when you stop believing? There’s you! Wise enough to know who’s telling the truth. We’re all wise enough, but still we quote their every word. We wave their banners high. We breathe in the toxic and we spit out their manifestos. We switch allegiances like our integrity should never be questioned. 
Because without political bullshit we’d have so little to say. Yeah you’re left and I’m fair to middling. Stances to suit the occasion.  


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