Voter Denial

Voter Denial

A Poem by wuliheron

American politics.


Voter Denial

Denial is not the name of a river in Egypt!

Unless, somebody says so on reality TV!

I’m a Professional Mud Wrestling Fan!
Where, they sling more mud around!
Where everything is just fake news!
There is no proof, that I am a thief!

No proof that I stole the election!

No proof elections even matter!

No proof, of anything to gain!

No proof, I ever had sex with that woman!

No proof Professional Wrestling’s rigged!

And, of course, no proof that I ever know what I’m doing!

United we stand, divided we fall, right on the voters collective asses!

© 2019 wuliheron

Author's Note

For over ten years I informally surveyed people, only to discover that not even Harvard law students knew the simple distinction between a lynch mob and a democracy. When I pointed out their votes no longer seemed to matter, the only suggestion anyone had was to "Vote the Bums Out of Office!"

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Your poem speaks to what I've seen grow worse in my 51 years--the laziness and indifference of the American people. Unless it interrupts what's streaming on their mobile phones, TVs or delays time at the drive-thru window, they seem uninterested. How else do we explain a population that elects Jesse Ventura as a governor, Al Franken as a senator, and the recent substandard Presidential candidates? Well captured in this brief poem!

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Added on September 21, 2019
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