To the Noble and the Righteous

Maybe you shouldn't send the letter
Argued counsel in my head
But the moral compass pointed
Toward transparency instead

I have always walked the straight path
From the time I was a boy
To the noble and the righteous
Revelation brings but joy

There's no gangster or homemaker
President or CEO
That is going to subvert justice 
Not while I am on patrol

Now the careless and the reckless
Not necessarily a crime
To you I'll give a warning 
Do not cross me one more time

Like apocryphal Washington
If it's a lie I cannot tell 
Inclusive of the truth withholding
It is I who sounds the bell 

There is too much information
Some is fresh and some is not
I'll call an investigation 
And we'll find out what is what

Maybe I overreacted
Turns out there's nothing to see
Let us have it all redacted
This revolution's not on me

January 13, 2017
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Naye Avatar
January 30, 2017 at 12:24 PM
This is another free verse poem flowing from the heart, nice one. Regards. Naye Joseph Jeremiah
Kgaswane Avatar
January 30, 2017 at 3:51 AM
Meaningful poem with a nice flow of words. Regrds: Mpho Kgaswane
Merritt Avatar
January 27, 2017 at 3:49 PM
Excellent poem and seems rather prescient in this age of Trump who unlike the apocryphal Washington is incapable of going several minutes without telling a lie. It seems the only thing he has in common with Washington is his self image of grandeur understanding George's aloofness and refusal to shake hands preferring a referential bow instead, but at least George could temper ego for the sake of the nation, Donald can't!
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