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The Great (Republican) Debate
by louis gander With crowd, ecstatic, you might think that truth might finally win. But no, the brag fest lingered on in shallow, selfish din. --- The candidates deceive us all. Pet projects, each discusses. They came to this, the 'Great Debate' in jets and campaign buses. The smiles they wore were priceless, but so sly, those hungry foxes. And all of them were standing tall on top of their soapboxes. A bulging 'muscle' claimed that he was strong enough to bring, a welfare check to everyone - for he was not 'right-wing'. The 'fat' said, "I will throw my weight around when president. I'll bridge the budget deficit until you're all content." The 'hand' had interrupted then and stated with a flair, "I promise 'common core' will work. You'll keep your free health care." The 'eye' had seen the goings on and interrupted too. "I have a vision others don't. You know the skies are blue..." Then 'lung' spoke up so very loud and said, "Economy!" I promise you more great trade deals if you'll just vote for me!" The 'ear' intently listened as the others took their turns. "I've listened very carefully and I have grave concerns." The 'brain' said intellectually, "I'll pass new welfare laws..." then said, "Without me, you've no hope." (He drew a large applause). Now 'Rump' spoke up as clapping slowed, "I have a wallet here. I will secure the border walls. You've nothing more to fear." The 'nose' breathed something awful in and sneezed out something crass. "The dung is getting deep in here and someone's passing gas." The laughter carried on a spell 'til all was calm inside. But serious, the issues are. So many guiltless died. The silence then, was broken when a lowly nominee - said, "Why are we so selfish here and honest, cannot be? Our rights are lost when we reject responsibility. Our Constitution is the law! Where is our sanity? "While some are selling baby parts, perpetuating lies, while money flows into their hands - another baby dies. May voters not vote selfishly while those on stage connive. Atrocious things are happening. Who here is still alive?" But he was laughed right off the stage by old pathetic goats, by those who memorized their quotes, by those who bribed for votes. The one who they laughed off the stage, the one who they suppressed - was honest, fair and humble too - and truly was the best. My poem ends with corrupt press who once again refuse, to give exposure to the best. Again, from chaff, we choose. --- With crowd, ecstatic, you might think that truth might finally win. But no, the brag fest lingered on in shallow, selfish din. Copyright 2021 by louis gander. Poetry for sermons, story poems and more... If you love story poems, then you'll love ganderpoems.org / no ads, no sign-up, no tracking. Just free inspirational poetry. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |