Well-versed in deflection
Adept sleight-of-eye
We swallow confection
No hint of a lie
With no information
To pad out the cues
We’re sunk in deflation
That borders abuse
And used to the stories
So rarely explained
We vote for HisTories
And nothing is gained
Consistent imprudence
Of well-feathered nest
Career jurisprudence
You-know-who knows best
We’re damned by inaction
To more of the same
A knee-jerk reaction
And someone to blame
Politicos woes appear to run rampant on both sides of the pond.
Interesting and entertaining poem, with is short rhyming lines and bouncing meter… so much fun to read aloud. (Yes, I still read your poems aloud.) Oh, and the “HisTories” connotation is brilliant.
Thanks… Myke Todd
Thank you, Myke.