cheryl davis miller
Take The Helm - Poem by cheryl davis miller
When Peewee Herman's at the helm
all nerves are set on edge.
World feels like a teeter totter
that dangles on a ledge.
Voice your concern and Tiny Tim's
in a world-wide melt down.
The fact that any question him
makes Timmy scowl and frown.
Each point of disagreement draws
the race card from the deck.
With Peewee Herman at the helm
our angst predicts shipwreck.
But there's a Captain on the rise
to take the helm in hand.
Perhaps he'll guide our battered ship
from storm-tossed sea to land.
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