…the view from outside.
For the other part of Frank’s double challenge this week: “Democracy”
The neighbours listen
to the screams and banging of
coming from the home of the
self-proclaimed world’s policeman.
The democracy show
The world is watching,
voyeurs, eagerly waiting
for episode 2.
Filed under musings, poem
I’ve been trying to cut down on fatuousness
but it’s not easy this time of year,
as the platter of platitudes is passed along,
oozing with saccharine sweetness.
So with gratitude I’ll load my plate,
despite how hard they are to swallow,
then I’ll wash away the bitter after-taste
with a glassful of gin and bad attitude.
“Today, in pairs, let’s all discuss”
(just kill me now) “our team’s purpose.”
So many fatuous platitudes
(be still my bad, bad attitude) Continue reading
Wreathed in the stench of
insincere mission, vision,
and values statements,
of auctioned off integrity,
the arrogant self-aggrandisement,
of impact and influence,
that nurtures nothing,
not even self-worth,
I day-dream of… Continue reading