Freedom Of Speech Is Best In Our Day Poem by Gerry Legister

Freedom of speech is best in our day
A moment's peace from the fury.
Enough talk has taken into rest
A Philosophy of the season's best.
Semitic grammar dumping logics
Upon liberal conservative desks,
Opening Panorama with a new trick.
Today goes away with their rhetoric.
And the policies are easy to recite,
But the road is hard as hell to live with,
Have you ever tried romance with logic?
The quirky dance becomes so tragic
Unzipping the industrial wet pants,
Sleazy season with creeping serpents,
If tomorrow promises a wider shaft,
The window opens with a frosty draft.
Flimsy fingers and thumb feel the pain,
Migrants shut out in the wrenching rain.
Freedom of speech is best in our day
The games we play; May go either away.
Our own dream is the brightest star,
Aim for the rewards where you are.
The late rescue was never in mind,
Tata Steal departed before closing time.
Without financial merger to emancipate,
Take away the worth of our little estate.
Health and education uncompromising,
Every tax syllables define a bill paying.
Let us not extend any more sympathy
Today has come for voyeurs of iniquity.
Exploratory care takes a shape intake,
The way modernity staves deeply punctuate.
Every touch dips and raises the cardiac,
And everyone can write a book on that.