Tuesday, January 29, 2008

How Can We Go Right?

Sifting through dialogue drifting askew;
fabrications smother a single fact.
Candidates tossing partisan spew
hoping the other don’t throw back.

Deciphering rhetoric, an arduous task,
like spelling with alphabet soup.
Securely veiled behind party’s mask,
no limit to how low they will stoop.

Finally a chief we can hail
no more propaganda to air.
Barely a visible slimy trail;
they’ll never admit was theirs.

5 comments:

Jo Janoski said...

Slimy trail! You got that right!

Jo Janoski said...

Dan, I've presented you with a Roar for Powerful Words award. Stop by my blog to pick it up.

Dan said...

Thanks Jo...when you think you've seen it all, they take it a notch lower.

tumblewords said...

Laughing, kinda! How true this is...seems the bar has been burned.

'soulless' said...

Poetry and politics. I've had my doubts about the marriage between the two, but you've got me grinning and applauding with this one. Cheers!