Here Come the Bureaucrats
Here come the bureaucrats. Good lord, it would be nice if they kept it down.
Look, I know the world isn’t ending.
You do too.
I just wish that it didn’t feel like it is.
As a young adult, at some point we must begin to care about politics.
I just wish it wasn’t so much of a rude awakening.
You do too.
Look, I know that we’re probably going to be fine.
Very nearly feels like I’ve got something to complain about, doesn’t it?
This poem is about:
My country