I'm Sick of Politics

     For this assignment, we were supposed to write a poem to match the melody of a song. It goes with Owl City's "Fireflies." It was due on Super Tuesday, so it became a rant on politics.

Yes, indeed this world is strange,

things move and get rearranged

so you never know quite where you are.

Just try the best you can

and make a backup plan,

pray hard and keep going for another day.

I find it tempting to believe

That this world will improve

But human nature won’t work like that, and something about those

laws of Newton’s keep the downward spiral going.

It doesn’t really matter who wins the elections

(Please, talk about something else now)

Cause we’re still going in the wrong direction

(Please, talk about something else now)

Why must we argue, spit and fight

(Please, talk about something else now)

At each other all the time?