Possibilities

Says Teddy Rall to one and all
Been working so far at a crawl
I push the pace now, to appall
You well beyond a widow.

Says Teddy Rall, they oughta die
I'll put 'em down, I hope they cry;
I dream a grinding shaming’s nigh.
Remoras shrieking ditto.

One bridles at a senseless lad,
Objects to estimation bad—
For my part, well, it makes me mad!
Plain speaking's not a sin though.

Democracy has facets—
Has he opened then a window?

Some startling things are in our past;
A wall came down so slow, then fast,
'Twas driven by a hearing vast
Of life as one respected.

Consider this then, if you will;
This baleful braying of the shrill,
Not subtle’d with a pound of skill,
Is to the world connected.

Yon listener hears the total tale—
From reaching out to snarling rail,
The whole falls in a busy hail.
Tell me, which thought’s selected?

Who predicts then, full effect
On gulags' poor dejected?

Of vengeful vile things now said
An honest heart is filled with dread
To see such dirty venom spread
In view of all the neighbors.

Detractors though live on—all see
Indifference from authority,
For voices from democracy
Are sheltered by its favors.

A marvel then, where thousands die
Or have a chat and lose an eye,
Is how much rule one can defy
And still his freedom savor.

A case in point now underway;
To make free seekers braver?

Would it be so strange if they,
In seeking out their freer day,
See such example prove the way
And go on to apply it?

Do men and women under balk,
When they hear this seditious squawk,
Think "he said that? then we could talk!
Democracy—let's try it!"

How many times we scream and shout
To see our bugbears brought about
Through our propensity to spout.
In truth, can you deny it?

A cosmic joke on Theodore Rall
"It works for them, lets try it!"

   posted by Stephen at 11:59 PM | Plink