In hallowed halls, they counted thus.
All the votes, submitted by us.
There felt like there was change in the air,
For about only one party, did we care.

But it seems it was not to be.
People voted for those who took the knee,
For a career criminal and the corrupt BLM,
You have to wonder, what got into them?

Women betrayed, by men in frocks,
By blokes trying to hide their cocks.
As they take over women’s spaces,
And women’s sports and other places.

Supported by a government they voted in,
The future feels bad, feels somewhat grim.
A minister who believes you can grow a cervix,
If you’re one of many that hosts dicks.

This country feels lost, as do I.
I feel like I just want to cry.
Now is the calm before the storm,
Maybe one day we’ll get Reform.

©Copyright 2024 – David E. Gates.

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