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 they’re playing,
Within the notes bold lies entwined.
Yes we all hear the skipping reels,
of arrogance; blind leading blind.
Reflect now on where we’re 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.
- Author: sarahlynne ( Offline)
- Published: January 6th, 2020 10:16
- Category: Reflection
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