Sycophants calculate 'syc'
Authority's boots they lick
Masters of the clever and slick
Their every maneuver, politic
Categories:
bootlickers, judgement, wisdom,
Form: Monorhyme
Butter me up
Polish my apple
Reverends praise me
from the chapel
I like 'em flunky
obsequious too
Fawning all over me
credit where due
How long will this last
It's quite hard to tell
So, here's to you bootlickers
~ I'll see you in hell
Categories:
bootlickers, fantasy, farewell, tribute,
Form: Rhyme
Yesterday
Somewhere in Monrovia
Shining stars dropped off the skies
They wore a beaming smile
Brandishing their pockets and lifestyles
Somewhere in Monrovia
A container was sexually abused
Darkness crawled through her eyes
And her legs were thrown apart by
government officials
Bought duplexes with stolen funds
Drove the latest cars
Ate from best-known restaurants
Left the masses to struggle against crumbling walls
Somewhere in Monrovia
Yana boys and girls screamed
Crying, chanting and grieving
While they held pieces of our country's future
Modern and ancient thieves
Bootlickers and ill-fated beings
Mental retarded first-class animals
Embraced corruption as a way of life
Somewhere in Monrovia
We walked through the principal streets
Raised battle-cries and war songs
But they served us with torments and abject poverty
Bring back our money
Yet, with the high pitch of our voices
It seemed so low to their outer, middle
and inner ears
We now live with faded hopes and broken dreams
Categories:
bootlickers, 12th grade, africa, betrayal,
Form: Free verse
The Church ladies love tongue-tied vicars
Adept at removing their knickers
For many have found
That whetting the mound
Just beats the Hell out of bootlickers
Categories:
bootlickers, funny, lust,
Form: Limerick
Elections yield
idiosyncratic bloodthirsty gods, demons, lemons, liars, and fleas
full of prayers
that most are just tricks in twists and turns
of emptiness
that only endeavor to veil the roughness of these roughnecks
full of vagueness and vanities;
The real vampires,
plunged, swimming and sinking in stinking Politics swarmed with fanatics, irks
and licks, and deceits, and idioms, and schisms, and dreams, and victims
and
Isms
said from wide wild mouths
of crooks of looks and books, but of deaf ears,
buoyed by
self-seeking self-seekers and bootlickers, and
the rest, as they trample down
on the colors of truth, and play down
–anxious and teasing times
the
sudden overnight gods
Categories:
bootlickers, political, words,
Form: Free verse
Bootlickers and bandits
Brutalising the poor
Impoverishing [poverty
Preachers and prostitutes
Partisan puppets
Promoting political promiscuity
impunity
Right brothers so tight with sorcery
Bribery and forgery their mockery, I dread
Robbers of my bread
In spring Isweat.
Categories:
bootlickers, depression, loss, sad,
Form: Blank verse