sweetness&light
06-15-2002, 11:08 PM
I'm having a hard time thinking of a subject for a poem,
One that all would find "acceptable" in their positive home.
Can't dis this, shouldn't talk about that.
Don't say he's mean or mention she's fat.
Sshhh, don't ask what happens to tax paid to collection;
Perhaps unknown slip ups would come under detection.
And for goodness sake don't ask how some people don't follow the law,
Yet seem to skate, ‘tho it's the story of the camel and last straw.
People who haven't experienced the happenings of the last few years here
Prefer stories that don't interfere with contemplating their navel or rear.
They prefer not to be reminded of the day-to-day political dirt;
That is continually swept under the city's Victorian skirt.
Sadly, these are real matters requiring someone to take them in hand,
Even though I secretly wish these problems could just all be SHA-ZAMMED!
So if we openly complain, rant, and ask questions about what's going on and why,
It's not that we're negative; we want workable ways to avoid seeing our town die.
Most of us are positive it can be done and hopefully, it will.
It's as easy as an ant pushing an elephant up a steep hill.
This mission will take dedicated people with plenty of skill.
Who in town will be a big enough Cinderella these shoes to fill?
Those of us who followed the message of Bobby McFerrin's song
Were positive, smiling, and apparently doing it all wrong.
We let things slide that shouldn't, while we practiced "Don't Worry, Be Happy."
Now we're reaping the results of things turning out to be crappy.
I don't know who for a new mayor, council and others we will find;
Practical, beneficial, researcher, common sense, all come to mind.
This is but a partial wish list with empty blanks I have started to outline.
Shut my mouth!....I've committed the unpardonable sin; forgive me, I've whined.
One that all would find "acceptable" in their positive home.
Can't dis this, shouldn't talk about that.
Don't say he's mean or mention she's fat.
Sshhh, don't ask what happens to tax paid to collection;
Perhaps unknown slip ups would come under detection.
And for goodness sake don't ask how some people don't follow the law,
Yet seem to skate, ‘tho it's the story of the camel and last straw.
People who haven't experienced the happenings of the last few years here
Prefer stories that don't interfere with contemplating their navel or rear.
They prefer not to be reminded of the day-to-day political dirt;
That is continually swept under the city's Victorian skirt.
Sadly, these are real matters requiring someone to take them in hand,
Even though I secretly wish these problems could just all be SHA-ZAMMED!
So if we openly complain, rant, and ask questions about what's going on and why,
It's not that we're negative; we want workable ways to avoid seeing our town die.
Most of us are positive it can be done and hopefully, it will.
It's as easy as an ant pushing an elephant up a steep hill.
This mission will take dedicated people with plenty of skill.
Who in town will be a big enough Cinderella these shoes to fill?
Those of us who followed the message of Bobby McFerrin's song
Were positive, smiling, and apparently doing it all wrong.
We let things slide that shouldn't, while we practiced "Don't Worry, Be Happy."
Now we're reaping the results of things turning out to be crappy.
I don't know who for a new mayor, council and others we will find;
Practical, beneficial, researcher, common sense, all come to mind.
This is but a partial wish list with empty blanks I have started to outline.
Shut my mouth!....I've committed the unpardonable sin; forgive me, I've whined.