Colorful Executive

November 28, 2011
He’s the president above us
Capricious in nature
Toying with our patience he waits
As we stir anxiously

He holds the green light that nurses
Growth that now reverses
Among the foul, grunted curses
Reflecting frustration

Whimsical as he is, the when
Is as lengthy as sin
The intersection deadlocked then
And now rising violence

There were always some contesters
But never protestors
The light must switch investors
Or crash chrome and leather

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