Collect Politics

This moment was a gift

It was meant to be

I stole it

I lifted it, from the collection plate

When the offering came my way

 

This moment was a gift

It was never meant for me

To take

Walk away with, fake

There never was another, better collection

 

Of dreams

 

In this moment of gift

Representations of hope

Intentions

Clutches of coins, rolls of bills, cheques

Filling envelopes like dreams

 

Each, moment a gift

A collection of conscience

Expectations

They are like votes

Given, counted and redirected in an instant

 

Trump

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