Me

Inside every political
Party zealot is a small
Kid shouting me first mine
Ready to destroy his country
Rather than see the other side
Win a bid or take a hand in a
Game that leads to bloody
Civil war if some common
Sense does not appear
But even this bit of
Plain sense may
Well elicit many
Words of no
Purpose.
Why do
They
Not
Fix their
Eye on sunny
California where
We prefer fiesta
And siesta to
Political
Self
Delusion,
Why does the
Party hack
Rage.
Perhaps
We should
Censor more
Than one hour
Of so-called news
Per day on all venues
Say six in the evening
Journalist or editorial
So we do not have
To endure so
Many folks
Shout hey
Listen to
Me.