The process has been a bad joke
From the start. People who live
In the country have bigger say over
Who wins elections, a greater voice
In the nation's affairs, than their
Numbers ever have warranted.
Those in the cities are pushed aside,
And, now, the legislative districts
All are being shaped to assure that
One party, one race, always is elected.
Those who might vote incorrectly
Find that they're barred from the polls,
And, if, despite coercive measures,
The wrong candidate prevails, the ballot
Count will be reversed. There's nothing
Any of us can do...except not vote.
When nobody votes, the foulness
Of the process, and the loss of faith
Of those it cheats, become a source
Of embarrassment for the thugs
Who are in charge.