in insane times.
We want security,
in unsafe situations.
We want justice,
from politician who just
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Leaning is urged,
shoulder to shoulder
so souls will be comforted,
and these bitter times will not
be so cold.
Students flooding streets
because their school
is a crime site;
bullet holes in chem class,
blood on the stage.
And on the hill they sit,
elected, and fat,
looking for shadows because
bank statements show
three lettered supporters--
Rhymes with
'how many kids
did you kill today'