GEJ'S NATIONAL COME-FRIENDS (political ramblings)


The binding cords are strained
And each of us is much pained
Hungry locusts parade our land
As divided we chose to stand

Each has in anger thrown rocks
Each coined words with which he mocks
Each plotted the others to depose
His choices, on others, to impose

So let's go to GEJ's come-friends
Or is are we enemies- Each pretends?
Perhaps there we'll find our path
To reconnect our errant hearts

Brothers, its time to sit and talk
Lets chew reconciliation's stalk

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