Words of rainbow promises cascading down upon the mind
Always bringing the drops of hope into the heart's thirsty soil
Touching every tender ache pore with expectation's moisture
Each of ideal's droplets thought to give the future a rain of blessings,
Ready in the soul for a wash of dreams to come unto tomorrow
Feeling the cool, clear taste of trust stream over the brain
Anticipating utopia to flow in showers of change
Letting the lips of candidates water one's desert in their fluid claims
Lost to any sense of quenching when their liquid turns toxic stains
Seduced and soaked voters left swimming in swampland of lies.
Honorable winner
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