Between its ticking motion and the stay
your wailing lingers were resentment sits
in pretentious sports arenas; this display.
of pompous yelp with fabricated wits
a politician gag in schadenfreude fits.
You play along for bread and comedy
but afterwards the demon trickster flits.
You’re left to pay his bills, what tragedy
it is, when curtain’s lifted and your eye
can see his empty suit and how his smart-
ness sublimate; and deceived the voters cry.
Democracy is sacrificed and hearts
were poisoned, you lament and loss and moan
when power’s given to a man of stone.
Gayle run dVerse MTB with a Boute Rime today. Hope you can participate…