And What of Old Joe Biden

And what of old Joe Biden
And all the lies he’s hid’en
For it don’t matter much
With which side you are sid’en
They all seem out of touch
With the county they’re divid’en.

For the eagle needs both wings
The right and left both “feathered”
To face the honest facts
Of what the county’s weathered
While clinging to beliefs
To which their minds are tethered.

All the voices and their rants
Irreligious solemn chants
Bagels defending scones
Armies marching on i-phones
As they order Uber-eats
And never leave their seats.

Beware the idle surge
Of the cardboard bearing purge
Lest you suddenly fall prey
Think a thought you shouldn’t say
As you pass a shuttered church
Where you dare not go to pray.

What has this to do with Biden
Battling windmills with his pen
And the myriad of “writers”
Who make his windmills spin
Twirling in the distance
With no why, or where, or when.

John G. Lawless
©11/24/2022
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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November 24, 2022 at 8:42 PM
Amen, John! The Don-Quixote-ish nature of battling the Heavens with a pen is too absurd to contemplate. Kind of like two ants mounting all-out war against Mt. Everest. ~ Sancho Panza and the Maharishi
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