Whether in an Aleppo sky or hung on a wall

A white vigilantly or a dollar bill that falls on Clinton’s floor

 

We wait with bated breath for those that will kill us all

 

The black noose will become an accessory in Georgia

Or a closed shop on Capitol Hill

With each candidate you and me never win

 

We wait with vile breath, who will strangle the rest of us?

 

And in this coffin that you have neatly made, with Jefferson and Lincoln nailed inside, one of you has blown the races apart

 

And stuck a bullet neatly in your side

 

We waited with bated breath …

And now we know

Who will kill the rest of us?