
Snuffed out
Discontinued
Extinguishing the f[l]ame
Reputation never to rise
Again
Padre
Don’t you just love all the cancel culture?
Snuffed out
Discontinued
Extinguishing the f[l]ame
Reputation never to rise
Again
Padre
Don’t you just love all the cancel culture?
The Johnny Depp case drags on. Has anyone else noticed that Amber has answered so many questions other than the ones actually asked, that even the court officers refer to her as “Misheard?”
It is the way it is
It can be no other way
It is the thing I remember
So nobody else can contrary say
The world is as I perceive it
The rest of you are wrong
So just surrender and do my way
And I’m sure we’ll get along
Padre
Under scrutiny
In the spotlight
Questions leading and oft inane
Prompting speculations
Theories quite insane
Fingers pointing
Seeking someone to blame
Padre
Her intellect on show was luminous
And her breadth of knowledge quite voluminous
And yet when she rose to on politics speak
The anger of her audience began to peak
Padre
Left behind
Out of mind
Set aside
And forgotten
Once important
No longer dear
Yesterday’s realm
As if rotten
Why do we act this way
Abandoning things of our past?
Is it because of culture throw away
Where nothing is meant to last?
Padre
Half truths and denials
Fabrications and spin
Promises made
In order to win
Compromising situations
Political capital all spent
The only way out is downwards
It’s best that he went
Padre
It had long been my deeply held conviction
That certain things required restriction
But laissez-faire seems the thing today
Everyone doing stuff in their own way
Social mores and law and order too
Are things required of but a few
Politicians flaunt their heightened privilege
While modern armies burn and pillage
I hope that we might end these afflictions
And stop the excesses with some criminal convictions
Padre
A countryside left in devastation
By a century of urban migration
Lured by promise of big wages
They left the lands they’d worked for ages
Making farming something rare
And trusting imports for our daily fare
Padre
One thing you can learn at school
Is it doesn’t have to be April
To be a fool
Testing boundaries
“Looking cool”
Proves the point
As you act a tool
Padre
Guided and protected by the power unseen
They still insisted on being given a king
To be like all others
Not set apart
Living by image and not by heart
Are we much different than those of old
Sadly I think not, if truth be told
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Padre
I Samuel 8