Small minds, with the option to do something right
Yet blind to all reason ...all sense out of sight,
Land blindly in power and spew their beliefs
Only to find that a 'chief-leech' debriefs
And defiles their notions, thus turning weak heads
To a lifetime of crime ...and delirium spreads
'til they're lining their pockets, fulfilling their need
To give birth to a demon, they've spawned from their greed...
A parasite, feeding on fawning comrades
Sucking the bones of its pompous parades
Growing to ugly, ungainly proportion
Crippling our life-force with crushing extortion
It’s blubberous form, making reckless demands,
Goes slithering past all the world's reprimands
And there, in it's wake, is the slime and the stench
Of the dirt it bestows each political bench...
No seat left untainted, no ribbon unstained
No integrity thrives there, no truth is retained
Millions, engulfed in its slick serenade
All clutching their straws, being wildly betrayed
While vocalized poisons are setting the scenes
Obscuring the truth, via digital screens
Invading the households of all but a few
Dispensing a hog-wash with rose tinted hue -
Regis. 🌹🌸🍁
As Shakespeare long ago stated… "Something is rotten in the state of…"
Ron
Love ya!
Jane