Do you hear me?

How I feel summed up in some haiku, I like writing them, but these aren't mine. I will post mine next blog.


Governor Blago
Takes corruption to new heights
Drags states to new depths

Words chiseled in stone.
Promises as good as gold.
In the end, just lies

Please answer, she sobs.
Where is this going? What hope?
I haven't a clue.