There are oddities within oddities, and modifications even to them,
yet the Dwarfs will tell you they know just what will happen.
The sheep, made compliant by the wiles of the tyrants,
their many blindnesses allow them to believe it’s all true,
while they stupidly stand in the very shadows of the Giants.
Liberalism came along with its minuet of perfectly good reasons
why it was mostly wasteful to proceed with defending
against this thing or that when neither virtue much mattered.
Strongholds of logic became much weaker than intended,
their edges already worn were now torn and noticeably tattered.
People are so ready to believe things they see and hear most of the time,
Although through filters they have little control over or care to try;
if the newspaper reports that something happened in such a way,
why would you not believe them? Why would they lie?
So much easier to sleep through their rights being washed away.
It is no longer, and has not been for a long time,
a world where leaders can be believed or trusted.
Influence is sold, bartered and swapped, given as prizes or just seized
with corruption’s three-bladed spear, all dulled and rusted,
power in the hands of those whose crimes have been revealed.
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Dan Williams (
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- Comment from author about the poem: No claims of future vision but I wrote this well before the likes of Obama, Clinton, and Sleepy Joe. No real sheep were harmed making this.
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Comments4
Powerful and relevant. Great writing!
Thanks so much.
I know nothing much about US politics, but I know a liar, a bigot and a narcissist when I see or hear one ..
I had a good deal of time for Obama and believe him to have been an eloquent statesman with vision and good intent ..
Your words hang mighty pretty on this page though regardless sir .. Neville
Ouch. Sorry to step on toes but I call them as I see them. Everybody has an opinion.
How write you are sir ..
Glad to hear that no sheep were harmed but I do love lamb chops. To lie is a prerequisit to being a politition those that can't lie don't get elected and we can blame ourselves the voters for that. Greed and corruption begins in the bed of voters that elect polititions, we and our self interests. A powerful write
I'm not sure who to attribute it to but there is a truism that states you get the leaders you deserve. As voters, even as consumers, we fail to realize the power we have. This time, for sure.
Fantastic work.
And thank you for reading.
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