We honor hard work and honesty
No name calling no insults
No distorting the facts to serve your
Swerve your disturb your base
Replace the sour face with one of grace
Deface the monuments of your foes
Or step on toes because who knows
Better than you or me what it
Means to be free in 2016
A mean season a time of treason
The jib the jab the bloody rag
The ring the bout the bitter lout
The fix the flash the eyelid gash
The toothy smile the wailing child
The grin the lie we are so sly
We honor hard work and honesty
But only see our friends in need
the plant the seed the discontent
Sown with so much ill intent,
Watered with pride a two year deride
Of him and her that cat don’t purr
That face this race
this thing you sing
You chant you curse
You call the hearse
For this is a world of us and them
And power is the last frontier
You hear you cry you yell
You starve you beg you sell
you doubt you strive
you think you see
a ring of gold our destiny.