Tom Quigley Poet Sonnet

Of Donkeys and Elephants, Part I

The call to order; the chorus now sings
Lord of the Flies dressed in his dapper best  
Dance to the pull of invisible strings  
Hands of the puppeteer moving the rest
 
See the perverse design of humankind
Exploited by those who would rule over us.
To our soft underbelly, we are blind.
Even the brightest miss the obvious.

Every campaigner’s fiat currency  
By which the masses will be bought and sold: 
Scratch it, beneath is no substance to see, 
His debts tendered, payable in fools gold 

But still the promise, cold unblinking eyes, 
A righteous pillage, your justified prize.

2/29/16

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Timothy Hicks March 18, 2016 at 5:53 PM You talk about politics with surprising eloquence. A lot of knee-jerk lines in this like "Lord of the Lies dressed in his dapper best" and "Even the brightest miss the obvious" ... a great satirical sonnet ... and I see you've created a whole series of these. Will be back for following installments ... lol.

Richard Lamoureux March 16, 2016 at 10:44 PM Interesting beginning, off to part two. Tom Quigley March 17, 2016 at 6:24 AM Thx!