Dream

I should like to dream as if a sage believing in some forgotten age, another theater of well played out stage when every one continually blames some other source for their foolish games, of lies and jokes spoke in senate chambers thinking that no one will see the dangers. Was there ever a time such as this when stock markets excused constitutional risk? this freedom and democracy lives only in imagined bliss of fire and fury tweets, lie and collusion so easily dismissed and the bodies that take up space have the same look, the same old face what will history erase? Oh the times, unmatched by any other a war of words and lies to be uncovered by the right, the left, the in-between each other, why are politics forever with truths smothered? A hint of truth, the reality becomes evident, the news, real or fake takes on precedent even with the apprentice president.