Monday, May 14, 2012
Presently in Bad Odor, Compromise
When was it not? A-
dults came forth and
soothed the hotheads.
Then all sat as enemies
to work something out.
Even the Great Khan bent,
but not, it seems, a true
druggist from Terra Haute.
Legislators tearing each
other limb from limb'd
prove his practiced stance.
Expanding that to war...
so long as he's not
doing the dying.
Eventually spending
your children’s blood
for glittering cause
and its vile money.
Labels: compromise, factionalism, parties, tea parties, war
