Power JunkiesA Poem by Geralyn MillerJanuary begins, time for a new batch of politicians. They haven't even been sworn in, and they are electioneering again; no time to do their jobs, they are running for office, so afraid of losing power.
Power is a drug; and they are all addicts. As enslaved by power as any captive of meth or heroin.
Like any addict, they will do anything, say anything, promise anything, to stay in power. They sell our Nation to the highest bidder, like a crack w***e selling her body in a dingy back alley; anything for their fix.
And the fools who vote for them only enable their addiction. © 2011 Geralyn Miller |
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1 Review Added on January 2, 2011 Last Updated on January 2, 2011 AuthorGeralyn MillerPhoenix, AZAboutI was born in the year of the Dragon, and am prone to roaring for amusement's sake. I have been writing poetry since I was eight. That's right, fifty years of poetry, all written in longhand. In ad.. more..Writing
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