smallish things
by scott from jail

I see Mitt Romney has taken charge
of Illinois
Making mincemeat
of lesser things
In broad and happy smiles
Counting corporations as voters
With money spending

And smallish things
go by the boards
The mud, dirt, many things
Making up a future
As if dreams could be distilled
Into the sipping lies
Drip, drip, dripping
Like a bag of fluid
By a lifeless, quiet, grey

Copyright © 2012 - scott from jail
Published: 4/19/12   ·  Author's Page   ·  Next Poem