We'll go backward, watch us, as the man you chose rewards 

His friends.  They'll see their bank accounts explode as our

Lands and our waters fill with toxins, and the planet warms.

Our kids will die from lethal toys, and we'll be fleeced by

Crooked bankers.  All those people we've relied on to do

Lousy jobs for us, the waiters and the nurse's aides,

The roofers, and the ones who pick our vegetables

And slaughter cows, will be deported.  We'll be poorer,

Hotter, sicker than we've been and ought to be, thanks 

To our amoral leader, and to you.  You chose.