'Be anxious for nothing..." ~Philippians 4:6

Saturday, January 4, 2020

SATURDAY THOUGHTS: POETRY PROMPT---CONGRESS



One is woefully two-faced, and in denial
Forever trying to hide the dysfunction in which she exists
Expecting others to go along with her delusion
Lamenting the good life she’s missed

One is an opportunistic hustler
Self-absorbed, greedy, and full of envy
Forever launching herself in baseless competition
With others who are what she hopes to be

One is an insecure coward
Trying to fit in, but not welcomed
Neither trusted, nor liked by the others
He could find a friend if he would be one

They wanted nothing to do with each other
But they found a common enemy
In one who spent years serving
Despite their complacency

But they sought to demonize; malign
To assuage their negligence
To join forces without a cause
While feigning innocence
Watching them attempt to present
A united front is laughable
They’d just as soon cut each other’s throats  
Their collusion is not affable

Now their hastily established clique is unraveling
Nothing in their collective arsenal had any power
Their ammunition was, itself, full of holes
And their partnership has soured

Their enemy escaped their snares
Withstood their attacks
Survived their schemes
Now, they don’t know what to do
Their enemy has won, it seems

They set a place at their table; said “Come”
But their enemy won’t sit with fools,
Commune with thieves,
Align with devils
Or adhere to their shady rules

They’re anxiously waiting
Like all do when their plots fail
To face dire consequences
As their enemy prevails;
And exposes them for
The pitiful lot they are
They grabbed for spoils before victory
Before they won the war
They’d been waiting like vultures
Were so sure they’d defeat
Their enemy, however, did not die
Did not choose to retreat
Did not fall
Did not surrender
Did not quit, or give in
Their enemy is stronger now than she has ever been

Now,
One is backpedaling and
Struggling to hide her shame
Hesitating to stand on the side of right
She’ll never be trusted again

One is trying to intimidate;
Every word is condescending
He’ll never be respected again
His spine requires mending

One is so frustrated
It’s oozing from her pores
She thinks she should have won the lot
What’s mine, what’s theirs, and yours
She’ll reap the greatest trouble
She orchestrated it all
The case against an innocent
She hoped would trip and fall

One is already dispensable;
His sweaty brow betrays
How useless he now is to them
How unstable his ways

One sees she misaligned herself
Could have ended it all
With one word; but greed deafened her
When Justice came to call

One is going to explode
From her sheer bitterness
She has so betrayed and lied
And caused such a great mess

None can look into the eyes
Of their shared enemy
Cowards—all  
Guilt ridden, sick, and full of misery
They threw rock after caustic rock
And then, their hands they hid
They tried to destroy the wrong one
They knew not what they did









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