War is near;

This I fear.

I need a cigarette. 

Not twenty-one,

But can hold a gun

And handle the country’s threat.

Can gamble away;

Go broke today

On the lottery, I bet. 

Take social batter

And climb the ladder

To wind up in total debt. 

House is a mess

And the world’s in distress

By laws a government set.

A country torn

By a political storm

Fills citizens with regret.