Lame Duck Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Lame Duck



They can call it,
Roasted turkey.

Defeated Wizard of Gloss.
Stalemate.
Stagnated.
And a leadership incompetent,
As a lame duck.

But guess what?
Who is getting the work done?
And who is spending the time,
Trying to define concrete activities?

They can call it arrogance.
Or 'me' a rebel without a cause!

But guess what?
Who is getting the work done?
And who is spending the time,
Trying to define concrete activities?
Doing those things I said would be realities?

Lame duck or not...
But 'who',
Amongst you...
Believe,
I will allow...
A plucking done to my feathers?
Hmmm?

They can call it arrogance.
Or 'me' a rebel without a cause!

But 'who',
Amongst you...
Believe,
I will allow...
A plucking done to my feathers?

Let me 'waddle' through!
I've got work to get done 'and' do!

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