the quiet coup

one candidate who's rich, one who aspires
a meager menu from which we must pick
our standards have sunk low that once were higher
our proud republic's looking pretty sick
professor Lessig thought he saw a way
to campaign on ideas, and not on dough
'til then, big donors get the final say
and aspirants must give the quid pro quo
Obama called for Change! and the crowds roared
but DeepState forces have constrained his hand
so torturers walk free, across the board
James Clapper exercises real command
Enlightenment experiment gone bust
whoever it is rules, it isn't us