Nixon Vs. Frost Poem by gershon hepner

Richard Nixon vs. David Frost:
who d’you think deserved to be the winner,
the man interrogated, looking lost,
because the world condemned him as a sinner,
or the British novice who surprised
the former President why he did not
deep-six the tapes. The President capsized.
Perhaps he should have told him, “I forgot, ”
since that explains more frequently than all
the other explanations for our folly,
why we don’t do the things we should, and fall,
like Atreus’ house, with deepest melancholy.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in the stars,
that when we’re high we fall as underlings,
the reason why we fall upon our arse
is that our brains are cabbages, not kings.

1/8/09