The pot holes of pain
If the fence sitters never wake up
Still sleeping in their La La land
Never want to find out
The time will change
The events will come and go
Leaving its marks and records
But the fence sitters?
They may not worry
They live within their minds
Thinking nothing will affect them
Until the pot holes of pain
By then it will be too late
They can cry the rain of tears
It will not help them
In the pot holes of pain
Politics affect every one
Active or inactive in life
Because impact will be felt
In the pot holes of pain
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