In halls of power, a proposal grew,
A vision painted in red, white, and blue.
Trump’s big beautiful bill, a bold decree,
Promises made for prosperity.
A vision painted in red, white, and blue.
Trump’s big beautiful bill, a bold decree,
Promises made for prosperity.
With cuts and breaks, the rich cheered loud,
While whispers of caution stirred in the crowd.
For every tax advantage that glittered and gleamed,
Lay shadows of numbers that few had dreamed.
While whispers of caution stirred in the crowd.
For every tax advantage that glittered and gleamed,
Lay shadows of numbers that few had dreamed.
Now middle-class hopes, once buoyed by the dream,
Wrestle with questions—what's hidden, it seems?
The promise of growth, a trickle-down prayer,
But debts rising high, few know how to fare.
Wrestle with questions—what's hidden, it seems?
The promise of growth, a trickle-down prayer,
But debts rising high, few know how to fare.
As loopholes widened, some fortunes were made,
Yet others calculated the price they’d had to pay.
What seemed like a gift, in the light of the day,
Unraveled with time, in a complex display.
Yet others calculated the price they’d had to pay.
What seemed like a gift, in the light of the day,
Unraveled with time, in a complex display.
So here we discuss, not just gain but the cost,
In the fiscal landscape, what’s gained and what's lost.
In the beauty of bills, let’s dig and explore,
For taxes reveal the economic core.
In the fiscal landscape, what’s gained and what's lost.
In the beauty of bills, let’s dig and explore,
For taxes reveal the economic core.
In reflections of wealth and policy’s sway,
The truth in the details cannot fade away.
A dance with the dollar—let’s measure it right,
For each big beautiful bill casts a shadow of light.
The truth in the details cannot fade away.
A dance with the dollar—let’s measure it right,
For each big beautiful bill casts a shadow of light.