Crispest of bleat without missing a beat

His pompous, facile verbiage soars
while lying through his gleaming teeth
The figurehead lets us down while scores
his Beltway knife loosened in sheath

His faux ‘Change You Can Believe In’ brand
once seductive consumer pitch
now shown up as empty, stale & bland
still serves the powerful & rich

A President so crisp & elegant
coolly projects noble sentiments
but were his soaring speeches eloquent
helpful for those in drab tenements?

One shameless, specious scheme of bait & switch:
Saying versus doing without a glitch

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The Beltway = metaphor (from it’s D.C. locus) for the Power Elite

Wake up & aspire!

From turgidity no rest
while life’s journey thwarted
Grab hold rigidly with zest
hurry, get it sorted!

So wake up, go & aspire
or find your life wasted
Do so before you retire
or suffer lambasted!

No peace found in breathless rushing
or pride felt from slack-jawed gushing

 

Traded snug solidarity for smug insularity

Hooked on voraciously soul sucking screens
in their eerie sheen ubiquitous
Been had by corporate marketing schemes
To celeb culture obsequious

No flirtation. Hit hard on
by forces hellacious
in consumer-tech’s brash con
its pursuits vexatious

Our culture predaceous, duplicitous
a future crashing in crassitude
in a society iniquitous
we languish feebly in lassitude

Been trading snug solidarity
for barbed & smug insularity

Letting the children choke on our ‘just deserts’!

Lives desiccated deprecated
desecrated by vanity
Human habitat depredated
with hubristic profanity

Most could surely have been averted
yet why do we not feel ashamed?
While a few moved for change concerted
most found wanting – but not all blamed

Too weak to act, lost heart, guts & shirts
Temperatures & oceans rise
Serving on children our ‘just deserts’
heaped in gleaming china of lies

Words follow words obtuse

Through fully opened sluice
words gush profusely
wave follows wave obtuse
ashore diffusely

Conveyed in smarmy smooth style
modulated, attuned
words customized to beguile
glibly, quickly communed

Words mindless of direction
locked in obduracy
empty of much reflection
pound in profligacy

If you take to heart much of what blurts
then you shall receive your just deserts!

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just deserts = (idiomatic) punished in a manner appropriate to one’s actions (plural only & indeed spelled ‘deserts’ while pronounced as if ‘desserts’)

With beheadings no collateral deaths

When death by beheading
just the targets die
No bystander shredding
when children’s limbs fly

Nor any hospital wrecking
cultural desiccation
drone obliterated wedding
whole country devastation

Mass killings industrialized
by U.S. Exceptionalism
propagandized as ‘civilized’
though slaughter by Imperialism

Casualties mere ‘collateral’
when by Western Technology
While ‘war crime’ by Those Fanatical
of differing ethnology

Still each death an execution
under whatever delusion
In one by one retribution
or in conveyor profusion

Worse than Hitler?

No one may be a belittler
of the Evils brought by Hitler!

Still what is now holding sway
in ignorance fabled
to History’s sheer dismay
others are now labeled:

Like Hitler! Not like but worse
claim elites Americanized!
Unhinged, untenable curse
lie kept alive propagandized

What it Boyles down to

You may ask what I’ll be doing today
of what is left for me to aspire?
If listlessly wiling the day away
why would anyone want to retire?

Gone now ‘prime of life’ energetic
barely just passably kinetic

But no, am not mired in an impasse
Boyle’s law explains it in this way:
Chores behave like decompressing gas
while few they fully fill each day

On days flatly harrowed

Now my life (on whose behest?)
is wantonly waning
am adrift, feeling bereft
of what joy remaining

On many days flatly harrowed
unmeritoriously
up paths steep & ever narrowed
shuffling laboriously

Led a life inglorious
deftly dissipative
Even found notorious
as opinionative