THE PIED PIPER PARADE

Left right! Left right! Here they come, in a long row!
Like obedient, little lemmings, from head to toe!
Who is up front, leading this eager, trusting pack?
Could it be someone, who is on the right track?
Better look a little closer, before it is too late!
You are heading for disaster, at an alarming rate!
A Political Pied Piper is trained to make you believe,
That he's got no ulterior motives, up his smooth sleeve!
Most people aren't quite sure why! It is just fun to go,
So, they follow the Pied Piper, row after long row!
Wearing their dark sunglasses and shouting on high!
When he changes directions, they'll wish they could die!
These "Political Pied Pipers" play such a sweet song!
But, they take you to the edge, of the deep river, at dawn!
Then, they step aside, while their followers plunge in!
They will smile and say, "Good! I knew I would win!
They lack integrity......have no honest, good name!
We need to object and not play their cruel game!
I'll not follow a Pied Piper, for they do not know,
Where they have been, or where they're destined to go!
Pied Pipers Prosper...and Produce Paupers...it's true!
If you follow them, it will happen to YOU!

Pauline Banning

W4-1235-98-D11
 

This poem is dedicated to the leaders, who make false promises, in order to
get into a position of power. They kiss babies and shake hands with
everyone, begging humbly for votes and once the election is over, their
attitude changes and we are faced with dictators, who are only interested
in filling their own coffers, while the honest, hard-working people
struggle to provide. We have too many of these drones, that seem to come in
all shapes, sizes.... and are both female and male. They left their
consciences at home, when they took the plane to their office, at the
Parliament Buildings.

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