Democracy is a crime, and not my rhyme!: A poem 

In a long while, I haven’t voted 

For, I swear, it must be noted 

that democracy is only sugar-coated 

It is bitter and should be loathed 

And I’ll be way past ninety-nine 

and still not pay the fine 

The exercise of such will is not a crime 

For, democracy is certainly not my rhyme! 

For messy is this crassy democracy 

You’d know if you were savvy or sassy 

Bring in the God-anointed Kings 

The ones who deserve the rood and ring 

Don’t be fooled to think you have a voice 

Or to believe it is your bloody choice! 

All this overwhelming din and this noise 

is to make you all their gullible toys 

For your vote only makes you scapegoat 

Your soul is locked inside a moat 

Democracy is a disguise of insincerity 

to sell you only to either the devil or deep sea