Surely they will say that you’re a tool
if you remember things the way I do -
I say the past is altered by the fool.
When even things we died for come untrue,
the pride we hold in us becomes a joke
a generation lost without a clue.
When I hear some in power speak, I choke.
They’d like to change the way we think it was
and make what was what wasn’t - so much smoke!
The inconvenient facts are lost because
it fits a bit more tidy in the mind
with all the messy edges trimmed of fuzz
To search for truth no matter what one finds
is certainly not how it’s done on Fox
A man need only need draw his own timeline -
what doesn’t work stuff in a closet box
along with ex girlfriends and lonely socks.




















Comments: 16
Thanks for posting to the Choking on Power Wall of The Triple Name Club where it's now featured.
You still managed some pointed barbs in political fashion.
Terza rima, you’ve locked this one up with grace Mindful Poetry.
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Brilliantly wrought, and, with that roguish bit of humour at the end, a very enjoyable read.