brittle light
brittle light
Nov 12, 2013

Play Dumb

when politicos come a'knockin'
power lusting
wielding rightousness as a badge
indignation as a weapon,
be forewarned

the future is the past

the pendulum swings left to right
and back again

a Poe pit mechanism
slicing the spoils
pitiless as their gods
extorting amens

lock your doors
better fire or flood
than politicos,
crying
for money
or blood

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: upstate New York USA, USA

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Comments

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I always struggle with poems of a political nature. I feel that points can be made far better in a well written essay rather than in poetic form. However, I do think that it can be done if the time period is allowed to attack the words as opposed to the words attacking the time. I think you have a combination of both in this one and that a few additional lines setting the stage would make this one a lot more powerful.

Thanks for the post as I, myself, am waiting at the door for them to knock. I have a few words I would care to share with them.

Scott

Seren

Seren

11 years 5 months ago

I had never been very interested in politics, but as I have gotten older I pay more attention to what they are spending our money on and the new laws they are passing or the old ones they are updating or changing, I think you have a good poem I would have liked a little bit more but what is, is :)

I think that our lives are only going to get harder the more they get us into debt the less money and standards of living we will have

love JC xxx