time for a change

2001: 9/11 happened
2004: Bush was "re-elected"
2008: GO OBAMA!

*I wrote this in 2004 during my senior year of high school. Is anyone else ready for a change?

Got myself a job, working 9 to 5
Ends were barely meeting, just enough to survive
I wrote my politician, asked him why my paycheck sucked
He replied, “Don’t worry sonny, just a little bad luck.”
So I made a couple changes, didn’t want to be a fool
I joined the armed forces and went on back to school
Turn your partner round and round
Noses up! Now hit the ground…
November came around and I registered to vote
But it all turns out that Democracy’s a joke!
All those “flapping” ballots never made it to the court
And Mr. Al Gore was just a couple thousand short
So I swallowed real hard and I vowed to keep the peace
The United States Army was just like Joseph’s fleece
Turn your partner round and round
Noses up! Now hit the ground…
Then in mid-September fear was knocking at our door
Those towers in New York were knocked right to the floor!
What can we do? Couldn’t we have saved the day?
Hush, hush, quiet was the Democratic way
Georgie color coded everything in orange and red
Warning all the public of the war that lay ahead
Turn your partner round and round
Noses up! Now hit the ground….
I was sent across the ocean to a country named Iraq
I guess I always thought that one day I’d make it back
I didn’t feel heroic, just felt like going home
Why were we fighting if we’re fighting all alone?
It’s been a couple years and nothing ever seems to change
Just a few new laws and a longer list of names
Turn your partner round and round
Noses up! Now hit the ground…
I’m fighting for a cause in the steady public eye
Osama’s out there somewhere, but he never seems to die!
I’ve been played for a fool, that I’m willing to admit
I guess I should’ve packed my Anti-Georgie kit
But there’s no turning back on this grandioso hoax
Cause that would just upset all you penny-earning folks
Turn your partner round and round
Noses up! Now hit the ground…

gone fishing

I've been drowning lately.
Lacking air, struggling to know which deceptive shade of blue is the sky.
What should I conclude during this period of neglect, stranded between these two mediums?
So much construction, destruction, instruction.
Ruction. I am a fish out of water.