Notes About The Poem
The first in a trilogy I put together; Words, Mean and Nothing.
Words
A helmsman, steering his ship
Chasing the glorious light of day
Success and justice wreathed
In the yellow-orange flames of morning
He wakes to the same dream
Every day spent steering
His ship of passengers
"My life is spent in dedicated service
To the people of my country."
Cloaked in words,
Words shrouded in fabrication,
His shark smile covers truth
With the perception of untruth
Swathed in midnight suits,
His words echo far and wide
With all the inky blackness of a starless
Night; as cool as the fog of dusk
He steers the nation under darkness
Using words hollow as his ship's hull
To guide us towards
The sunrise in his eyes
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