They Call Them Candidates

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woman holding protest sign

but what I see are
generators of rage
a bilge of bile
pressing into our skin
creating stains
on the voting-booth curtains

and what I hear are
promises promoting
the triumph of a
murderous will
jacket-booted strides
on the throats
of our freedoms

and what I know is
there is no
Hippocratic oath for power
we are not real people
like corporations
and the pressure of dissolving faith
is crushing us all

Published in The Rising Phoenix Review. Featured image by Rosemary Ketchum from Pexels.