It begins with the promise of a brand new world At least they always say so We go to public debates to watch openly How they play with our fates. They saturate our minds with explosive mines Of information While secretly sew our destiny They sign their lies before our eyes C’mon, C’mon again Lets vote for assdudes or mulemen... C’mon, C’mon my friend Lets vote for assdudes or mulemen...MULE-MEN It's been a year already but it feels like purgatory Still I think all the stink will vanish in the blink Of an eye This business is a sickness and we are a steady witness... The lights are on but no one is home We are insects in a jar In the hands of a child! -F. Javier Magaña Tello
Really great poem! I especially loved the last metaphor.