Politics

Politics is a lot like sleep:

both begin with counting sheep

The sheep are fine with this, it seems

We close our eyes and beg for dreams

Legs twitch as a form of resistance

As nightmares appear with more persistence

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Politics is a lot like sleep:

The price of dreams is rather steep

We lay like stone, unaware of the bliss

Content with reveries, oblivious to all amiss

A dream is but a different reality

Other than what we wake to see

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Politics is a lot like sleep:

From the abyss we reluctantly seep

Time to rise but our eyes refuse

For a time, it’s time to choose

Back to bed or call it a night

We yearn for it but dread the light  

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Politics is a lot like sleep:

Beware the monsters in the dark who creep

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