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A Lofty Precipice

In 2028, the votes were tallied
and the winner announced.
The loser had been trounced
by a good woman of the people.

Soon, epaulets came into her office
and other shiny suits so fine
as the new President's eyes did shine
in warm greeting.

These men quickly cut her smile
telling her how the world was to be
for the power was not hers, you see.
She was their marionette.

They would pull the strings
as they had for many, many years
manipulating human fears
throughout the world.

Many more were hidden
never in the public view
in fact, the President never knew
the extent of their realm.

So she sat at her desk
highly crowned and ordained
never showing the disdain
she felt from her lofty precipice.

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Amy Thompson

April 25, 2010 at 5:12 PM

Dear Sue, Thanks for your comment and the welcome. You probably welcomed me before because I remember reading your poems. My last poem is a somewhat drastic solution to writer’s block, as a friend said. I just read your poem, A Lofty Precipice. I found it highly original, and reading between the lines, I saw the cynicism. How right you are, and what a dreadful job the presidency must be! Well done. Love, Amy

John Loving Iii

November 10, 2009 at 4:50 PM

President Sara Palin.

Donna Golden

November 7, 2009 at 12:43 PM

Your piece desribes my way of thinking in this matter perfectly. It's going into my favorites. Bravo, Sue! Hugs, Donna

Caroline Cécile Delacroix

November 6, 2009 at 9:10 PM

You are very observant and see quite clear in my opinion. A very nice write, thought sad reality it describes. I feel many are just like today, moody or sad and I read it the poems I just read. Thank you for sharing. Caroline.