{"sf1_id":685259,"sf2_id":"P1Ed455n","title":"Poem #16","author":"Shadowfortuna","words":125,"posted_at":"2014-03-27T20:05:00.000Z","tags":["Poem"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/685259-poem-16","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/P1Ed455n","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/37/41/3741cffb-6d33-44ca-b71f-98a6977a7f0e","description":"#15 of My Poems\n\nanother one on how i view politics, really to be honest all of them are the same person.","content":"To this day, while i watch the ads for campaigns,  \n to everything that is said, all i can think is,  \n Their both the same person, the same ideals,  \n taking this land on a mind bending journey,  \n soon ,i can feel it in my bones,   \n soon there will be fire and chaos,  \n and i hope that i am not alive to see it.  \n Though in a way i can see it,   \n the destruction and chaos,   \n the sheer death and blood,   \n such a metallic and bitter smell,   \n that clogs the senses, the rot and decay.  \n It stuns the mind, leaving me shocked in my seat.  \n Even as more tears are shed by me,  \n i know this for a reality,   \n to happen sometime to me or my children.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"My Poems","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/685257-poem-15.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/685261-poem-17.json"}}