RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: WORLD DEMOCRACY
Leaders Lost
Adrift in a rocky sea
Deserted in a naked desert
Tied and suited on a sandy beach
Untethered in an empty place
Floating through oblivion
Like a drifting speck of dust
Our leaders lost our way
Absent map compass or divination
No one noticed until the day
We awoke in a foreign place
Where everyone had much to say
But no one had salvation
You promised us a rose garden
You delivered only thorns
We turn away in consternation
Curse the day you were born
Where now shall the people go?
To whom shall we turn?
After all we’ve seen and suffered
We’ve lost our will to learn
We struggle to find our bearings
Struggle to stay afloat
We’d settle for a good night’s sleep
Safe passage on a sturdy boat
Throw the captain overboard
Let him swim himself to shore
Take all our lousy leaders
And toss them out the door
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