The neighbor lady down the street from her

speaks well around election time for sure.

She won’t question her on another day

but the news rather steered her views that way.

Seems the economics of the times call

for unity, with time, before we all fall

inside the cavern; unraveling hope,

the scourge limit our President’s true scope.

Where did our dignity decide to run

while we each day survive inside the sun.

Each one of us another part of life

then how could we all come upon this strife?

There’s a man out there whose ideals are real

Yet she’s convinced his hands are off the wheel.