A Bill Poem by (TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

A Bill



Notes repeat an annotation, empowered by performing votes clearly thought ruling in our nation; conveys settle pre-preparation term this planned role: believe to be perfect, approved by Congress relating a legal law.

Workers designed this special fact, formation is a rare unique paper; written beliefs printed on its note, in God, we must trust: install them bust, signing bill, calling it a dollar.

Folks doing their buys, do pay, done using the various dollars did in sips; gotten joy or opposition to your life, flipped, served pits, or gift: inform, they're so alive, soldiers, spoken words out, still lips, through a bill.

Person to this seat elected, picked to do services;
among them are the wolves with their plots, that betray our trusts:
given features their feat do harm, defeat add-on this system, placing many limits on families.

Law served through workers' jobs, collecting to add taxes which are restrictions;
in dark ink handwritten principles, accepted, care for our bodies that stink:
wink of eyes held majority, confirms a yes, activate a bill.

Thieves cleverly obtain stole riches, tax the common citizen, trade from the stolen notes amounts, totes are ours;
in effort made votes hopes to invest that promotes:
multiply them more bills, personal bank accounts.

Each bill, as a string of spider wove, captures;
not just out voters' pockets, only:
swing by actions signing papers, bring lots of loot to scum, no chancery risk, a free ride, total comfort.

These factual truths, be as you will, are cast by your wanted pick selected;
intents that factors thrill, suppose to aid it's lives wonders, that act of by any ruling, written a law plan:
due promptly, serve to you, each month, a bill.

Friday, May 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: human condition,money
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Government by law ruled takes funds, paid is tax to do services, out; stop operation fair justice, limits hurts workers, allowing evils' counter point to hell: a blazing flame.
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(TPAC)  Alexander Coppedge

(TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

Warrenton, North Carolina
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