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Political Dragons

Posted in poems with tags , , on March 30, 2013 by Phillip Barker


How many more of your patriotic sins are you phoning in today?
Every jingo-loving bastard turns up to have their say
Right when I thought it was safe to come out from under this rock
Empress Julia and her team induce another bout of cringeworthy culture-shock
By a muddy river, rocked by the cars and Southern Comfort
Even the fish flee, the waterlogged filth spreads out
Dragon, rippling across a dark and troubled sky
Reflects my mind perfectly, small thoughts gurgling
As the huge ones flit by unheeded, to points unknown
Gorgeous, compelling lies stain our minds
Over and over, spin it up and make it LOUD
No relief from the heat of the day’s sad rhetoric
So, here be dragons, just… none to slay


Mar 13