sarahlynne

Restless Feet

Morning news, the ongoing chatter,

Lies, war, threats, ego inflated.

A strutting popinjay* off key,

The naive base, fascinated.

 

What do I hear, that they don’t hear

Big talk, not lacking vanity?

The truth turned into murky fog?

Malignant power: insanity!

 

Do we like the song theyre playing,

Within the notes bold lies entwined.

Yes we all hear the skipping reels,

of arrogance; blind leading blind.

 

Reflect now on where were headed,

Step light behind behind what seems unfit,

A wise old proverb comes to mind,

Restless feet may walk into a snake pit.

 

 * popinjay.....a vain or conceited person, especially one who behaves extravagantly.

Comments3

  • dusk arising

    Fascinating read about contemporary politics. A certain president comes to mind. The blind man leading those who will not see. Thank goodness he isn't a dictator. But prepare for repercussions to his actions.

    A good fun read.

    • sarahlynne

      Thank you for the read and thoughts on Restless Feet!

    • Poetic Dan

      Wow... I shall keep a look out for those snake pits!

      Great stuff!

      • sarahlynne

        Wry smile....yes one must always be aware of the snake pits...thank you for reading!

      • FineB

        Thanks Sarahlynne,

        A wonderful write

        Keep writing FineB



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