Saul Huggins: Mid-fifties, spent most of the past twenty years self-employed and because of that happy fact have been able to travel around a fair bit, sometimes to other countries. Not so much at present! No real experience regarding writing, certainly nothing published. Wrote a couple of poems to pass the time.
Botch Job
Exposing our leaders for what they really are
Comes oh so easy for this inventive little bug.
Unable to show Itself, yet able to shine a light
Onto human nature which the Bard could not
Manage with a million skilled words: Compare
The organic method in which fools, liars, and
Charlatans are revealed in the natural glare of
Covid 19 – to the stagy artifice of Shakespeare.
(Humans have rarely been worthy of the grand
Emotions he awarded them nor capable of the
Exquisite verse he installed on their tongues.)
No, this inaudible bug is not in need of a voice
To reveal human defects in their purest forms.
Moreover, it grants us knowledge by proxy in
The teaching of a new word – Furlough. And
As well as bringing the meaning of this word
To light, the versatile bug also blasts a glaring
Beam onto those with cold heart who go on to
Abuse the ethics and practice of this new word.
Both Education AND Edification from Covid 19 –
Cruel yet gifted bug, finding ways to enlighten.
Upgrading the air for wildlife by
Cutting planes, cars.
Curbing the airs of the Famous by
Keeping them caged.
Purifying the air in the hoods by
Making Rap Its bitch.
Purging the streets of crime,
It is the Only Show In Town,
Owning every single person
In a planet becoming ever
Cleaner and purer with the
Presence of Its invisible self.
Perchance, after Its everlasting
Demise, Its greatest bequest
Can be a subtle worldwide
Release from servitude
To the hideous speed
Of life so rooted in
Love of money
As to render
Humanity(!)
A
Botch
Job.
(but don’t bank on it)
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