Transparency
Author Note: I wrote this after the Address last night as my take on the transparency of our
government.
Where does the white go
when the snow melts?
It becomes transparent,
for all to witness its passage
from one form
to another?
It will never again have substance
or be recognized as what
was its original state.
Transparency,
doomed to mix with
unsavory elements,
no longer a brilliant white,
rather,
becomes covert.
Covered by dirty slush
to be stomped throughout
the halls of government,
to be spread around
under the guise of openness.
Soon,
will become invisible,
no longer a nuisance,
transparent, to forever
be squelched
by power and corruption
hiding behind closed doors,
where transparency is not allowed,
where truth becomes lies,
where is hidden....
where the white goes
when the snow melts
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