November 8th...

The day our voices were silenced once again.

During their campaigns everything seemed perfect.

Promises they can not keep were made.

Dominance and power controlled our brains.

There is no doubt because their words still remain.

Oppression is the new obsession.

Building walls and using aggression,

or deleting emails without a confession.

Is that what you want?

Because this just sounds like a big depression.

The news paper once again,

reminding us about their plans.

Or should I say about the pain.

The pain that nobody can hide

not even if politicians really tried.

Every time someone dies,

every time someone fights,

it is us the people,

the only ones who cry.

They don't care about it,

because they are full of pride.

Revolution is not possible,

they make it look like its a crime.

Speaking up is impossible,

because they will shut you up in no time.

Do we actually have a voice?

or do we just simply don't have another choice?

Voting for nothing.

Change is not coming.

Don't confuse me with a pessimist,

but the evidence of our development

shows proof of something clearly evident.

Politicians lying,

people dying,

local business trying,

but that isn't enough to believe some things need clarifying.

This isn't some type of game.

Being a liberal is a shame,

Where if you are black,

you're the target we should aim.

Where "feminists" and "Latinos" are the ones to blame.

Is it really that hard to understand we are all the same?

Thanks to taxes and low incomes

we have to face what ever may come.

There are things that cant be undone,

and battles that cant be won.

But,

at least I know I wont give up,

My voice will be heard

because I wont be shutting up.