Intentions
With a
Straight
Doughy
Face,
He looks at
The cameras
And tells
Another lie
To cover for
His real agenda,
Projecting his
Own intentions
On his opponents,
Stealing
From the poor to
Give to the rich.
With a
Straight
Doughy
Face,
He looks at
The cameras
And tells
Another lie
To cover for
His real agenda,
Projecting his
Own intentions
On his opponents,
Stealing
From the poor to
Give to the rich.
Right around this time
Every year, they
Gather toys for
The children of
The less fortunate,
Sometimes coats and
Sundry clothing,
Perhaps some food.
It fills them with
A sense of magnanimity,
Doing something good
For others.
The remainder of the year,
In daily conversation,
At the ballot box,
They believe in
And vote for the
Very people and policies
That create the need.
Spreading fear
With impunity,
Imposing the will of
A scared
Authoritarian
Patriarchy
Through force.
Relentless campaign of
Intimidation
Waged by baton,
Overwhelmingly targeting
Minorities and
Disenfranchised
Human beings who dare
Protest the status quo.
Shills for those who
Resent any
Opposition
To their power.
Acclimated to
Doing whatever
They desire,
Disingenuously complaining
That there is no talent
To be found and
Positions are going
Unfilled, conveniently
Not mentioning that they’re
Absolutely thrilled that
They can get away with
This duplicitous ruse,
Making their existing
Workers do more while
Leaving jobs open that
Formerly fed families.
She woke up, looked outside,
Went to the kitchen where she
Prepared a pot of tea,
Settled into her favorite chair,
The birds outside flitting about
Without a care in the world,
And continued thinking about
What had happened.
Using huge numbers of
Temporary workers in order
To not have to hire them
Through their own companies and
Take on the responsibility of
Nurturing an employee.
Behemoth temp firms
Colluding to rig the system,
Covert and overt disdain for
Honest working people
Just trying to make it
Against the odds.
So, anyway, as I was saying,
I wasn’t sure if I should tell him
But, if I don’t, it’ll just get worse,
And that’s not good for anyone.
Of course, I could hold off and
Let him know on some other occasion,
But then there’s that thing that
Happened last time when I
Had the same conundrum.
A monument to one
Belief system
Unilaterally
Raised in front of
A public building.
Morally uplifting,
Righteous, sacred,
Manifestation of
Dictated certitude,
Relentless campaign.
Unidimensional truth,
Authoritarian imposition
Without regard for
Diversity, divergence.
Intolerance incarnate.
Another night of
Crazed debauchery,
Using everything and
Everyone in sight
Without regard for
Anyone’s welfare,
View from the top
Intoxicating,
Invigorating,
Inciting.
Dead-eyed sociopaths
Plotting the next
Bilking of the rabble
As they revel
On Mt. Olympus.