pay the toll for tomorrow today
give the unprincipled partisan hack
golden keys to the treasure house
let him fill up his ideological
coffers with lucre of treasonous
enterprise standing on granular
principles shifting beneath the
dead weight of a leaden heart
leadership loud with the lies
of a counterfeit patriotism in
shout of deranged civic virtues
the sharpest of which is a vice
self-delusion destruction styled
as creation through microphones
speaking their glib perorations
a darkened political mind gripped
by harmful agenda replete with
disease or with evil though frankly
which cause hardly matters at all
From my book Small Noise
Well that’s told them then! I guessing the obvious namely that this is aimed at the temples of your own in office…rest assured it serves it’s moral purpose this side of the pond also.
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politicians as a class
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PREEEEEACH it, brother!!!
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they can all go to hell
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aye!
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…bringing round the hand cart now….
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A lot to think about here . . .
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such food for thought is what the entire political class provides
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“self-delusion destruction styled
as creation through microphones”
we need more people to speak up about the delusions of our times. thank you.
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much appreciated
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Reblogged this on "A Curious Mind".
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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Awesome piece.. . You’re Very Welcome.
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You always tell it straight! I am so disappointed in politics and this bit of poesy just reminds me again why. Great write as always!
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much appreciated, lori
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You’re welcome, Paul 🙂
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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