Pendulum
The leader then is not the weight
as world might know the contemplate
is to and fro ~ never sedate
a pendulum, not wish and wait!
So movable above the state
of mind, nor countenance' relate
the leader functions, not belate
but active, vying inundate!
I wear my symbols ~ his must hate
to not grasp forage as his plate
but justice turning rate by rate,
the leader's move is Earth's rebate!
This higher ground, nor estimate
can so astound expected fate,
what e'er will happen, time not late,
the leader knows his score's abate!
To reconcile misfortunate's trait
of losing's scoundrel retrograde
the win impounding excavate
new hope not crowning's underrate!
The pendulum swings . . . . . not hesitates!
Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2011
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment