Elections. By themischievousannaMay 9, 2015 ( 3 ) Where is the compromise, When the rebellious complies And the old order tries A new day, An old way. Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: WritingTags: art, current events, drawing, Fiction, fiction&poetry, life, poetry, Politics, Thoughts, writing Related Articles Under the wasted rubble. By themischievousanna2 months ago Another subject. By themischievousanna2 months ago The Messiness of Illusion. By themischievousanna3 months ago 3 comments › Doug May 9, 2015 • 12:48 am wise and perceptive this LikeLike Reply ↓ persoinpoesia2015 May 9, 2015 • 1:24 am So true. So freakin true. Love this. LikeLike Reply ↓ Erika Kind May 9, 2015 • 10:34 am … and the story repeats… LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.