And hurray for the failure of the pandemic treaty
I remember when I loved the man
Thought he would save the day
Loved the environment
And believed in my right to say nay
When it comes to thinks injected
Things to which I have long since objected
Being expected or mandated
But even though people who made my choice
Were subjugated
Not allowed in restaurants or had to eat out back on the patio
And our voices were sedated our removed
My spidy sense read RFK’s lawsuit and who was on it and who was not
And I began to have a suspicion that controlled opposition was influencing the plot
And somewhere last summer I realized in my intuition I would not vote…again
Although I had hoped
Perhaps this cycle, perhaps
I slightly moped, then trusted my soul’s guidance and moved on
And then when he embraced the narrative he chose on Israel
I realized my intuition was spot on
And when he endorsed Trump…
And the way he did it
Just weeks after he said he was in it to win it
It seemed disingenuous to say the least
Was he blackmailed?
Was he always going to do this?
Why are so few able to see the triplets for what they are?
Why do they think freedom comes
When with these three - the one that rhymes with tusk
The one that own the place where girls were recruited for Epstein
The one who sold out those who wanted a candidate who loves the earth and believes our bodies are our choices on all relevant decisions…
Why do people let themselves by led by such false visions?
I don’t know
But I was once misled too
I was once excited about Barack Obama
And I voted for him with glee
And believed he would be
What he conveyed in his inspirational speeches
But I saw what he didn’t do on immigration
I saw the way he delayed the atrocity at Standing Rock so it would land on someone else’s door step
Without doing right to the Indigenous Peoples
I saw where he stood on the TPP
I saw increasingly his hypocrisy
I remember when I voted for him an Indigenous woman who worked at my son’s school said
If voting mattered, they wouldn’t let us do it
I am not a cynic
I am not jaded
I am simply aware
Of how our energy and views are manipulated and traded
And until we all decide we’ve had enough
And are ready to co-create governance that is both soft and tough
That allows freedom for the masses and holds corps and gov accountable
Regardless of classes
That fosters the flourishing and abundance for all
Without tokenizing us all
Without excluding those who opt out of biodigitial ID
Without compromising mother earth to let the military continue to desecrate humanity and our our planetary body
Until we believe we are worthy
We will sell out to the lesser or greater evil however we see it
But when we are worthy we will proclaim and live into a world
That is so beautiful you would not now believe it
So you’ll not find me at the polls
You’ll find me on garden strolls
But you bet I’ll participate when their is something to truly celebrate
I remember when I loved the man
Thought he would save the day
Loved the environment
And believed in my right to say nay
When it comes to thinks injected
Things to which I have long since objected
Being expected or mandated
But even though people who made my choice
Were subjugated
Not allowed in restaurants or had to eat out back on the patio
And our voices were sedated our removed
My spidy sense read RFK’s lawsuit and who was on it and who was not
And I began to have a suspicion that controlled opposition was influencing the plot
And somewhere last summer I realized in my intuition I would not vote…again
Although I had hoped
Perhaps this cycle, perhaps
I slightly moped, then trusted my soul’s guidance and moved on
And then when he embraced the narrative he chose on Israel
I realized my intuition was spot on
And when he endorsed Trump…
And the way he did it
Just weeks after he said he was in it to win it
It seemed disingenuous to say the least
Was he blackmailed?
Was he always going to do this?
Why are so few able to see the triplets for what they are?
Why do they think freedom comes
When with these three - the one that rhymes with tusk
The one that own the place where girls were recruited for Epstein
The one who sold out those who wanted a candidate who loves the earth and believes our bodies are our choices on all relevant decisions…
Why do people let themselves by led by such false visions?
I don’t know
But I was once misled too
I was once excited about Barack Obama
And I voted for him with glee
And believed he would be
What he conveyed in his inspirational speeches
But I saw what he didn’t do on immigration
I saw the way he delayed the atrocity at Standing Rock so it would land on someone else’s door step
Without doing right to the Indigenous Peoples
I saw where he stood on the TPP
I saw increasingly his hypocrisy
I remember when I voted for him an Indigenous woman who worked at my son’s school said
If voting mattered, they wouldn’t let us do it
I am not a cynic
I am not jaded
I am simply aware
Of how our energy and views are manipulated and traded
And until we all decide we’ve had enough
And are ready to co-create governance that is both soft and tough
That allows freedom for the masses and holds corps and gov accountable
Regardless of classes
That fosters the flourishing and abundance for all
Without tokenizing us all
Without excluding those who opt out of biodigitial ID
Without compromising mother earth to let the military continue to desecrate humanity and our our planetary body
Until we believe we are worthy
We will sell out to the lesser or greater evil however we see it
But when we are worthy we will proclaim and live into a world
That is so beautiful you would not now believe it
So you’ll not find me at the polls
You’ll find me on garden strolls
But you bet I’ll participate when their is something to truly celebrate