Walkin on Air

Last Thoughts

Voted I did for our president,
believed he'd do his best
America's sleaze to circumvent,
corruption hence arrest.

Hope and confidence I thus ascribed,
his image honor lent;
yet, folly and nonsense he imbibed:
our country asunder rent!

Here I stand at oblivion's edge
my sojourn set to end,
land of the free that will never be:
who will weep or repent?

My soul is torn and deeply revulsed,
shame I cannot abide;
his words and actions have me repulsed:
I choose this suicide!

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