The Opposable Thumbs And Thoughts Of Conservatism Poem by Ted Sheridan

Confounded from all of the confusion
Between that of wrong and right
I found myself firmly enslaved
By the political correctness
Of having been born a white.
I’m a round eye and I don’t
Feel the liberals need to apologize
For that of my obvious birthright.

All politics is written in broken syntaxes
Party of the first part agrees to disagree
With the party of the second part
In the spirit of true bipartisanship.
Like a donut in a bag of confectioners sugar
I bear a slight resemblance to those who once
Reigned supreme over the properties of all men…
Proving once and again that a hole is not always whole.

2009 © TS