Poem: Earning Your Trust While Raking it In

Earning Your Trust While

Raking it In

I’m going to have power; I’m running for high office

If I tell you what you want to hear, I just can’t miss

I’ll use the system to get all I need

Behind this mask I wear is nothing but greed

Yes, I’ll play the part; shaking babies and kissing hands

I’ll change my position like the shifting sands

Double-speak is the way that I talk

Like a king is the way that I walk

I’m as corrupt as the day is long

With my gleaming smile; you won’t think I’m ever wrong

I’m a snake oil salesman wrapped up in the flag

Pay me good money and my vote’s in the bag

Where my soul’s supposed to be, there’s just a dollar sign

If it’s gold or green, I’ll make it mine

I’m a real comer; yes, I’m on the rise

If you knew the real truth, me you’d despise

But I keep my true self hidden from view,

‘cause I’d be in prison if anyone knew

Ambition burns white-hot in my head

I’m not above turning my back on what I’ve publicly said

Dollar signs fill my eyes and they control my actions

Yes, raking in the money really gives me satisfaction

Give me your vote and it’ll make me happy

Only yourselves to blame, when later I prove to be real crappy!