Political Year Poem by Donal Mahoney
Political Year
We often fall short,
say the dwarfs.
It’s the way we are.
Don’t make a big deal
of it, say the giants.
Happens to us too.
Can’t see the problem,
say the blind.
What do you mean?
Please repeat that,
say the deaf.
Get to the point.
Have nothing to add,
say the mute.
Can't comment.
But each candidate
brings answers for all
every four years.
Thursday, September 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: politics
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