They bring empty promises and well-rehearsed lies,
delivered with a smile, mimic an understanding nod,
pleading ignorance while remaining disguised,
without carrot or stick, wielding an unsparing rod.
Rampant deception that pacifies the sheep
spews from edifices of corruption on foundations of sand.
Visions of founders found too inconvenient to keep,
forgotten in the now quieted fife and drum band.
Ideals for honest folk to live by, so carefully written
discarded by revisionists with ambitions of power.
Worshiping idols who by the greed god have been bitten,
dismantling white houses day by day, hour by hour.
While the sheep graze contentedly, willingly unaware
of how easily and completely their minds have been fooled,
mollified by propaganda till they no longer care
that it is by these criminals they will end up being ruled.
Once this quagmire of new slavery is fully imposed,
by the times the sheep have figured out how,
by the time their treachery is finally exposed,
we are left asking too late “Who will help us now?”
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Dan Williams (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I hope the title tells it all.
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Comments4
Not only in the USA, in the UK as well.
"How do you know when a politician is lying?"
"Their lips move!"
Andy
Political discontent has grown so high that I have not even written about it for some time. To me a lost cause without solution. And people polarize on one side or the other not seeing that they are both the same. A heads I win tales you loose game. A good write Dan
Hear Hear, Soren.
I resent the he'll out of the fact that it occupies so much of my time.There are a whole lot of other things I could write about. Damn these people.
The only way I can remain sane when I, with a deep interest in what my government is doing to people's lives is, when it all gets too much, for a while shift my viewpoint and view it as some kind of soap opera, and only move back when it gets really serious...........
Somehow we discarded our vigilance, became complacent, apathetic. Life became so easy to place in the hands of others who made promises they could not keep. I harken back to the 60's when young people questioned everything, now we question nothing, we simply accept the word of those whose word cannot be trusted. Seldom do we have the courage to make waves and demand accountability, and if we could who would stand with us. Thank you for this poem, for your perspective, I agree completely.
I surely agree. I feel it necessary to apologize to actual sheep, not meaning to slander them. Fact is that in so many ways most of my fellow humans rarely fail to disappoint me. How sad.
Well said!
Yep. You said it! *SIGH* now you've gone and left me sans a word to throw in edgewise.
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