Political Plumb Named Bob

Political Plumb Named Bob

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Do you know anyone who fits this description?

There is something that I must confess
When you try to produce much progress
It always will seem to day after day
Destroy everything getting in its way.

Why have people become so obsessive?
With things considered to be progressive
Making everyone think that they must
All political patriarchs start to distrust.

If it does make a dollar for all of them
Any of their fat will they be willing to trim
And give some to us after they do dispose
In my back yard and not have a hard nose.

My message sounds loud and clear to me
Start looking back through all of history
The one who is with most political power
Has lived in highest, tallest ivory tower.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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