Sunday Sonnets----Thanks, John
It's been another whirlwind week: resuming school, impending storms, conventions, bizarre announcements and college football! Life is surely a coaster ride. I've found it's a lot more enjoyable when you are able to loose your grip from the safety bar and raise your arms carefree. Maybe even emitting a little--WAHOO!!! for good measure. But don't close your eyes. Things are happening fast. Very fast. And should you let your guard down just a little, chances are you will miss something very, very important.
This week's Sunday Sonnet was inspired by what I can only determine to be the truest testament reflecting how those that are or wish to be in power actually regard me.
Thanks, John
What tiny faction of enlighted souls
Could have possibly thought this prudent?
So tightly controlled. Calculated.
Almost sinister.
Haughty posturing and self
serving idealisms conveyed.
As if you really cared.
Definitely sinister.
Surprising still, is the narrowing chasm.
The margins reduced as we
Continue our fleecing.
Bitter pills, indeed.
And now, Sarah Palin?
Thanks John--we needed that!
In just over two months, every single one of you (of proper age, of course) will have an opportunity. An opportunity to speak your mind, to have your voice heard. Think hard about what you wish to say. Study. Prepare. When your turn comes, do you wish to sound well prepared and intelligent? Or like an idiot!
This week's Sunday Sonnet was inspired by what I can only determine to be the truest testament reflecting how those that are or wish to be in power actually regard me.
Thanks, John
What tiny faction of enlighted souls
Could have possibly thought this prudent?
So tightly controlled. Calculated.
Almost sinister.
Haughty posturing and self
serving idealisms conveyed.
As if you really cared.
Definitely sinister.
Surprising still, is the narrowing chasm.
The margins reduced as we
Continue our fleecing.
Bitter pills, indeed.
And now, Sarah Palin?
Thanks John--we needed that!
In just over two months, every single one of you (of proper age, of course) will have an opportunity. An opportunity to speak your mind, to have your voice heard. Think hard about what you wish to say. Study. Prepare. When your turn comes, do you wish to sound well prepared and intelligent? Or like an idiot!
Posted by Zoe's Dad at Sunday, August 31, 2008 10:49 AM and is filed under Bad Poetry,do the right thing,Sunday Sonnets 
Wow, Ed.
You're an awesome writer. Seriously.