Measures

We’re taking measures to secure the state.

A memo lands upon the crowded desk,
To shield the ballot from the Kafkaesque.
The system’s dismantled with careful cuts,
To fix the system’s deep, systemic ruts.
The agency that managed voting lines
Is fired, cleared, and bent to new designs.
With strict directives aimed at every zone,
The federal fist begins to claim the throne.
If local targets dare to hesitate,
We’re taking measures to secure the state.

The television casts a primetime glow,
To tell the public what they need to know.
The charts are drawn with heavy, shifting ink,
Instructing anxious audiences what to think.
Forget the longest shutdown in our past,
Or messy foreign ceasefires fading fast;
Ignore the rising prices at the pump,
And focus on the warnings from the stump.
To keep our polling numbers looking great,
We’re taking measures to secure the state.

A sudden raid, a drone across the sea,
To plant the banners of democracy.
The port is targeted, the fuel burns bright,
A clean campaign resolved by heavy might.
The borders stretch beyond our local shore,
As global power knocks on every door.
With empires clashing on the desert floor,
The home front pivots to a quiet war.
While marching lines of soldiers graduate,
We’re taking measures to secure the state.