donald’s ducks or not me….

donald
the lump
is in a slump
knows not
what to do
so begins
to complain
looks
for someone else
to blame
for things
that he’s said
and
his empty bed
there’s always
mccain
but that’s
so lame
since
he’s a hero
and
you’re a zero
hey
why not
blame allah
and
all that lot
or
fabricate
another plot
so much
to choose
when you’re
pampered
and
unhampered
by
the truth

the clown’s lesson to the politician…

removing his makeup
the clown’s
aging flesh
was
revealed
the jaundice
from
deceit
was no longer
beneath
the layers
of
society’s nativity
he spoke
to his colleague
the politician
in clear
but
whispered tones
as
the stench
of
rotting promises
filled the room
with each breath
exhaled
he
said
always
offer them
a good
show
one worth
the price
of
admission
and
i tell you this
they
will never notice
your sleight of hand
as
you remove
their
freedoms

random pages found on the floor # 2…

random-pages-found-on-the-floor

like a sleepy child
with endless tears and whining
the new government
complains about everything
blaming everyone but self