the five senses of a politician
I am blind
I have a pair of eyes
sometimes even four.
I see you but not really...
I cannot perceive what is right in front of me.
The concept of beauty is lost to me.
I purchase hideous things.
What can I say?
I am blind
I am deaf
I have a set of ears
but my listening is faulty
I won't use aides though.
Speak, I hear you
Try if you will
Impart wisdom if you may
but I should warn you...
It will be lost in the mail
I am deaf
I am numb
I have a beating heart
I am made of flesh and bone.
Sticks and stones are sure to hurt me
Still, I cannot feel
I cannot feel the plight of Africa or the Middle East
These are just money making machines
shoot em up, starve em out
burn their homes, their mosques, and schools
give me their heads on a spike
I will not feel a thing
I am numb
I am a mute
don't get me wrong
I am loud
I love to talk
I live for the applause
I live for the way that you scream and cheer
but like an empty barrel
my words are meaningless
I speak but I say nothing
I am a mute.
I have no sense of smell
although I have a nose
the air may be rife with smoke from powder kegs
the streets may be rancid with spilled blood
I wouldn't know
I have no sense of smell
I cannot see
I cannot hear
I cannot feel
I cannot speak
I cannot smell
Vote for me
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