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Mike Wilson Poem
Political campaigns all take a similar path.
They start out with such noble goals;
bring democracy back to the people,
take corruption out of the process.
Time to give all parties due process,
bring fairness back into the fold.
But then the realities set in.
Running a campaign costs money;
“Brother can you spare a twenty?”
Need to find hundreds of write-in votes
if the committee will allow them in.
Leadership already has their favorite picked.
Inevitable corruption seeps in,
power posturing and majority rule
to enforce ultimate control over it all.
Two stooges emerge, and one wins out.
With the financial influencers and horse-trading,
any actual good done for the public at large
seems accidental, ephemeral good fortune
for the actual benefit of all society.
Everything else is just “Me, me and me,”
Copyright © Mike Wilson | Year Posted 2026
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Mike Wilson Poem
Winter Ailments
January diseases make their customary rounds,
Coughs, sneezes and sniffles all going around;
Cold and flu bugs ride the indoor air currents,
waiting to become the next unwelcome occupant
of unwary human lungs and ripe nasal passages –
unwashed hands or exposed faces encourage attacks.
Sometimes occurrences creep up all of a sudden,
medical ailments dismissed now seize your attention.
What was overlooked will no longer be ignored,
need a professional's help to get your health restored.
Fears can be dispelled and facts verified,
Real problem addressed, antibiotics prescribed.
Difficulties are handled, dosages absorbed
knowing improvement is coming is adored.
Sometimes the most effective step here
is to get some help to see your way clear.
Better health is just a few more steps ahead,
Determined fortitude will put you in good stead.
Copyright © Mike Wilson | Year Posted 2026
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