Here I sit broken hearted.
Tried to vote, but was only thwarted.
"You're name's not a match." they said to me.
"The computer says so. Look, here see."
"I always vote here!" I cried.
They looked at me as if I lied.
"Computers are never wrong. That's the law."
"Now get out of here. There can be no flaw."
"Perhaps you're a felon, a terrorist or both."
"Or an illegal alien... do you know the oath?"
"We've no time for your sort. Poll closing is near!"
"What do you mean, 'stolen elections'? That Can't Happen Here!"
Broken Hearted (revised)
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