“Politics is the most corrupt profession on earth, no matter where you are.” Charles Dance
To Tilt The World The burrowing frog must not be sliced. I resume weeding my contemplative space, conscious of worms, skinks, silver eyes, beetles, in the special corner of my garden where my conscience is raw, open, and yet there is a man in the Kremlin, the palace, the senate, the curia, someone some place who I would not think twice to slice had I the the chance to tilt the world, correcting the pH of the glug that stifles every breath of peace in me. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®️
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Maybe if enough of us join together, we could tilt the world.
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Bring shovels
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The secret is that we made that man, and will make another to replace him ~ until we realize that he is not needed because we all know how to act.
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Yes, how dumb we all are, but the few who know are so stuck with the masses.
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Can’t even get in position in that arena without such serious compromise. Grim.
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Very grim in that case! 😦
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I think that everyone hates politicians.
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Yes, everywhere, but yours seem to especially be the worst.
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I love the use of contrast in this poem and the power of the words
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Well picked, the contrast was a deliberate ploy to shift from precious to not precious, or worth not worthy of saving. Many thanks : 😊
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