Between Doubt And Indecision

Deciding to remain sitting.
In a tolerated self inflicting patience.
Between doubt and indecision.
Hoping this to do,
Will ultimately deliver dreams wished.
Heard knocking on one's door.
Finding it found,
Ever dream to wish for came true to get!

Well,
Who is to say what is possible or not!
Along with a crook to follow.
That has a known reputation,
To lie, steal, fraud and deceive.
And miraculously believed to be innocent.
Will leave people cheering to hear,
False promises made...
Of sharing what has been stolen.
Once ownership is 'legally' declared.
By those not aware of it.
Yet made convinced with payment sent.
Even if it should additionally take,
A repeated act...
Of a childish temper tantrum thrown.
With a performance to expect and yet...
Fading an image too embarrassing,
To think this represents...
Someone mentally competent enough,
As a leader to support.
When people have lost their confidence.
But...
They can not seem to admit,
Their image picked as a leader...
Has not a light flickering bright.
Upstairs in a vacant attic!

'That is not a fair assessment.
This leader we have chosen to follow,
Prefers to search the basement first.
Since from an early youth,
Was taught...
Not all things are kept stored upstairs.
And there are times empty boxes,
Can be found untouched in the basement.
Whenever needed!'

'It's beginning to look alot like chaos!
Everywhere one goes.
With nothing to gain.
For anyone left,
Awakened to witness...
More brains strained giving up their use!
What is the purpose of common sense?'

'What was normal yesterday,
Has been replaced by craze to accept it.
Leaving ignorance and stupidity,
Competing for popularity.
With a voting,
As to which the people prefer...
To represent their interests!'