Who is Correct?
“I am”, he said, with his silly head,
which looked like a crumpet instead.
Then he spoke from his arse
which may be a farce
but who said that blue was not red?
The trickster then threw out the air,
which, most would agree is unfair;
and trotted in with an answer
on a pony named dancer
declaring: “why on earth should I care”?
So, speaking of relevant things
- those things that tug at your strings -
do you know where you’re at
when you put on your hat
and vote for leaders and kings?
Remember, whatever you do,
it is always, all about you.
So put your card in the box
that is covered with locks
and simmer along with the stew.
Schemes and quarrels and plans
on how to govern the lands,
by making might right
- in spite of our plight -
is like walking on dangerous sands.
“Who’s right?” you may say with finesse.
“I am! And it’s a very big mess!”
“Fix it for free,
for it’s all about me!
And I’m suffering, in awful distress.”
Hey! Why don’t we roll up our sleeves,
and hustle to bring in the sheaves?
And stop playing “it’s awful”
or, “hey, that’s unlawful!”
And just work together? Oh please?