Tuesday, December 18, 2012

11 - 2012

The Grey Politician


The grey man dressed as he spoke 
in dreary monotonous phrases
expounded under cold monotone sky


My concentration drifted angrily 
a question in my mind
‘How dull does he think we are?’


I must take action, my ears have closed
the fists have tightened 
The adrenaline has risen.


I shall paint his tired ego brightly
with rainbow coloured words
drawn from nature’s dictionary


Rudely, perhaps crudely even
display my chagrin, explain
modulate and express in fiery tone


If a politician you feel to be
discard your paper speeches
and speak freely from the heart


Then I in my madness
Might
Vote for you!