No More

Enough is enough

The mind is weak 

From the lack of sleep 

This you cannot tweak 

As everyone will weep Because I wasn't tough


There is no settling the score

There is no more war

Yet there is the door 

Walk away before you hit the floor 


Words cannot help you 

People see the lies

Nothing you say is true 

You’re nothing more than flies


Your routine is a bore

Defending myself is no longer a chore 

Attention you get no more 


©2021 By M. Robbins

Political- Poem

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