“ Democracy’s Camouflage ” ~ of hand me down politics ~


Iniquitous we’ll agree

Life in a system rigged

Implied our democracy,

Alas where now to run

That we may be free,

From ignorance spun

In camouflaged debris,

Of hand me down

Political philosophy,

Said immoral fodder

For we the citizenry,

Made bear this anomaly

To feed the powers that be!


                                       Ode to Trumpeting  a Mayor’s Wall…


“ Held Time ” ~ in puerile mind ~


Of then held time

Fate may have chose

For puerile mind,

Misguided dose

Of illogical define,

Meant one embrace

State of mindful blind,

To an iniquitous world

Mindless of its decline!