The Pockets of Power
Who could this possibly be about?
Everything you came to love
So freely bought and sold
An easy life, dependent on
A pocketful of gold
*
A world of privilege and greed
Was yours from earliest youth
You never knew the contents of
A pocketful of truth
*
You opened wide your gaping maw
From which came – no surprise –
The latest mad extraction from
Your pocketful of lies
*
You sought to foment seismic change
And make your country great
But deeply thrust your hand inside
A pocketful of hate
*
What you dislike’s condemned as fake
You guess this makes you strong
But only adds more substance to
Your pocketful of wrong
*
Your moral baseness further dips
With each offensive tweet
And yet more shame augments what’s in
Your pocket of deceit
*
All decent folk desire that you
Will not achieve your goals
Each decanted safely in
A pocketful of holes
About the Creator
John Welford
I am a retired librarian, having spent most of my career in academic and industrial libraries.
I write on a number of subjects and also write stories as a member of the "Hinckley Scribblers".
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