SYCHOPHANTS

They won’t step up .… cause  they’re afraid 
Can’t lose their seat, they must obey
They are convinced, Trump holds the cards
Why are they making … this so hard?

Liar, liar .… pants on fire
Things are bad, yes things are dire
Nothing that …. he says is true
If you object, he’ll bury you. 

They are too weak, won’t  take a stand
They bow and courtesy, shake his hand
He says to jump, they ask how high
Won’t call him out and we know why.

A downward spiral, no turning back
Won’t face the truth, accept the facts
He takes the win, he has control
The weaker man  …. does what he’s told. 

Every order and every bill
Is not the people’s plan or will
They give in …. to all his stunts
The sycophants ….. do what he wants. 

The nominations they voted for
Are a disgrace …. down to the core
They are a cult, it’s plain and simple
They are weak, they have been crippled. 

Take to the streets, we have no choice
They have no honor, they have no voice
This is  a battle that we must win
We must denounce Trump,  once again. 

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