A blast from the past…about politicians!
August 22, 2018 Leave a comment
There is political turmoil…again, here in the land of Oz. I wrote this a few years back, but it seems to still hold true, and probably will remain so…forever!
My Futile Search
I’m told there is talent in our political system
But I’ve looked pretty hard and it seems that I’ve missed ‘em
I took myself off through the corridors of power
It made me depressed and got worse by the hour
‘Cos all of the members to whom I was presented
Acted like kids or were clearly demented
The place was just full of these crushing old bores
The whining idealists, political whores.
When I finally left I felt soiled and stained
And wondered aloud about what could be gained
If we chucked this lot out and elected some more
But the reality was that I couldn’t be sure
That they wouldn’t just argue like immature gits
And continue to give the taxpayer the shits.
Over the Horizon
April 7, 2016 Leave a comment
Comatose on a palm-fringed beach of my desert island,
cool currents of contentment swirl around my ankles,
the lazy sunshine of relaxation warms my skin,
boats full of refugees pass within shouting distance.
Every so often one comes ashore to offer rescue,
eyes searching in vain for my shipwrecked craft.
“To go where?” I ask
“To Paradise,” they say.
“I’m happy here.”
“But it’s just over the horizon, we’re almost there.”
Watching them disappear over my horizon,
I can’t help wondering if they’ll ever reach theirs.
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