Mr. Sapient fondles a new ideology:
the new band-aid for our economy
-or so I heard- is no band-aid at all.
The pattern of failure bears the marks
of government tincture. (You said it!).
New deal taxation and forced desegregation,
stall small business growth and thus
do not ease but slow down healing.
According to you, the Capitol better capitulates and
the economists, financists and other business “-ists”
will play no juggling tricks with derivatives
as southern patrons will abolish racism
on their own (free and good will).
Mr. Tomasky, I agree with you
this is kookoo!
Mr. Know-it-All, hello,
All you strive to proof will crumple
once we doff the fancy libertarian caparison
off the reasons you’re riding in the race
-you are no knight in shining armor.
Glitch one: deregulation- seen that, done that.
And guess who pursed our dreams?
Glitch two: my civil rights protected by
Plumber Joe or Locksmith 3 Key?
Ayn’t said so?
let’s drop it, this debate’s futile…
Note: this week's prompt was this wordle, i.e. a set of words we had to use in the poem. The words I used are in bold formatting. And the topic, well -it is one debated political issue here, in U.S. One that I find hard to take seriously, though I should, so I decided to approach it with a drop of irony.
More poems inspired by the same group of words: here.