ON THEIR BLINDNESS

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 On Their Blindness 

 

When I consider how my days are spent

In this marbled city full of plots

 And my people’s legislation rots

 As Republicans withhold consent.

 To all my noble programs evident

 To any voter with discerning eye

 And reporter knowing all’s awry

 Guns, wages, energy’s predicament

 Cry for the modest changes that I seek,

 More schools and medicine for ev’ry child

 That this great nation might enlightened grow

 And healthy like a mighty garden sleek

 With water from my policies unique

 If only Congress could that wisdom know.

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