legitimate political speech

It’s not the color of your curtains
Or rejection of current fashion
Nor how you address those who differ
And choose to bicker the picayune

Nor the jackboot tap dance
Stomping that parade ground prance
of last chance civic romance and
civil engagement

Nor the rhyme scheme of new
To the game know it alls
stalling all with catch up
While never choosing to back up
their particular present understanding
Within a collective political history

And when facts are made fungible
Truth has no currency, change is
but a token , and what’s practical
is bullied by the bankrupt.

Always…for some..
It sums big bucks in going broke.

Published by r.Douglas

I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.