IRONIC In the morning paper yet still another caper. In the news, everyone views, who should win. How dumb! has this nation become, on paper. They were driven away like dumb cattle, walking to a stride. For which party has the best policy is an idiotic cry. Like Bees we gather nectar, do you ever wonder why? Isn't it ironic that just a few tell us what to do? And cherish the thought, that puts them right on top. Like puppets, we play the part! well, that’s nothing new. Using the Democratic word! sweet like honeydew it's true. Not the majority! Amego, don't be a fool, just a few lead you. Pitty it's not what you knew for you were careless about what to do Into The Mist Poetry Vol 9 / Raw Energy Kenvil Atkins Lewis for Timeless Poetry Series and short stories.