An Unvoting Rite

 

An Unvoting Rite

 

And in the darkness a voice was ringing clear:

“Aye!” she cried, and the filibuster remained dear.

And the shadow darkened and ballots would remain unread,

And they filed out leaving equality for dead.

 

Sinema, Sinema! What is it you must surmount,

By stuffing your personal bank account?

Sinema, Sinema! From here on out you’d best be wary,

Methinks you won’t survive the next primary.

 

And in a back room a man had sold his soul,

For the last remaining crumbs of coal.

His constituents he has gladly ditched

To proudly stand alongside Moscow Mitch.

 

Joe Manchin, Joe Manchin, West Virginia cries!

Can you not cast away your dark energy ties?

Joe Manchin, Joe Manchin! Your heart we cannot find.

Joe Manchin, have you lost your mind?

 

Cliff Lake 1/19/2022

Copyright © Clifford Lake 2022

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