Watching Morning Joe listening to the latest news
while sipping my coffee and staring at the break-of-dawn view.
All the despair from the upcoming election boils the blood that
flows through my veins. I wonder how we got to such a place.
No one believes in the truth anymore. I grab my head and hold it tight,
close my eyes, and see the dead walking by, without any thought,
following their misguided theories of every possible conspiracy.
Hollow eyes void of truth, makes me sit here with imminent
fear. What will become of this country, which many, like me, hold so dear?
What will happen when the Walking Dead gains control? The
vitriol and lies they spread that we so much despise. The pundits
are gathered, discussing and predicting with ease, “A great
red wave,” is what we will see. I can’t believe that they know
all, or do they wish to create a panic this fall? I notice
the glee in their eyes, speaking of this with ill contempt,
perhaps relishing seeing this country’s mess. Their voices are
tense with each syllable they speak, manufacturing the notion
that anything different is perhaps too late. Their tone emits
the sense that blue voices should stay home. We can’t believe
what they say is true, a vote for freedom and democracy is needed from
me and you. Discard all you hear and throw away the voices that
speak of such doom and gloom. If we should fail, the horizon looks
bleak, at least two years of perpetual impeachments they will seek.
Their platform is all about blood, feeding, and eating our raw meat.
Could it just be me with such a fearful view, from what I’ve seen,
I think I am speaking the truth. I am sure I’m right when I say
more tax cuts for the rich and shit for the poor, is what those fear-mongering
zombies have in store. Forget Social Security, if their wish comes true, will
rest on the horizon for all to view. They must stop luring the unknowing
into their mischievous band, we must believe that we can win the fight
for this great land. So now, my friends, our end of time is near,
Should we give up and succumb to the worst fear?
It’s up to us to turn the tide, no longer can we sit idly by.
With each dawn that rises, the autocracy could soon be here. The
democracy we have treasured for over two hundred years is the most
important item on the ballot this year. Inflation will be no cause to worry
when you wake up and see that the Autocratic Zombies have won this final
year.
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