In Times Of Adversity

the smile of the president
can mean a lot of damage
to our sincerity
to work out for an apology

i have seen it
and i find something horrendous
in the parting of his lips

i regret having voted for such a
man
how can he say that he is serious
about it?

slapstick, slapstick
there is madness in between the glow of his eyes
where glow is
useless.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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