We wake up already
in the theater,
where the plays are running
but the last acts are not yet
written.
We've developed great interest
in the main character of one,
a man named George W. Bush.
We've watched his boundless
confidencebrashness? in action:
first the invasion, then the 'Mission Accomplished'
landing on the aircraft carrier,
then the whole thing falling apart.
But the air of his confidence
continues. Does he know
something we don't?
Does he really hear
the still, small Voice?
And how will it all end for him,
with some kind of whimper,
or a bang that breaks through
even that poker face?
grand poem max. like raynette - i too think this one will run and run. al
Hmmmmmmmmmm....and it make take years for this 'play' to finish, Max. History clears some presidents of some of the harshest criticism. Take Truman, for example. Good poem. Raynette
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Unfortunately, the last act was written for many due to the scripting of this president.