Why, a poetician you ask?

Well, they really do make it easy.

It’s simple finding rhyming words.

With greed, lies and sleazy.


I listen to the discussions,

Of commoners, knights and peers.

They sound like a pack of hyenas.

Words lost in grunts and jeers.


And these are the people who lead us.

Into the future, near and far.

I do not trust them to govern thus.

It’s shocking how things are.

©CMA 2020


The Poetician