Oh, What A Performance
Blue and yellow lights lit up the sky tonight,
But will we help them through their plight?
We stand with you,
They claim until they turn blue.
We start to see graves.
Our prayers are with you,
And yet there are no waives.
They were never interested in the queue.
All the actions are just transactions,
What about all the extractions?
The truth becomes disclosed,
They have been exposed.
Their words and actions juxtaposed.
Patel, Johnson, in order of conformance,
Oh, what a performance.
- By Kirsty Taylor