Things that aught be show-cased we tend to hide,
‘Pon a tallest pedestal we oft place
Things that stink— even our much-bloated pride,
No wonder things cry for an open space.
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This is a beautiful poem on politics and power with bets having incisive inscriptions. This poem alludes to the forthcoming elections and dirty one-upmanship. You have so beautifully delineated about brooms in concluding stanza.Thanks for sharing.
I appreciate your reading both the parts patiently before giving your feedback, although the subject matter is now quite dated. Thank you so much dear poet
Loved the title of this wonderful, insightful and incisive write. Very apt for those who engage in dirty politics. So true, in politics nothing sticks. Brilliantly penned.
Thank you so much for your encouraging feedback, dear poet.