October 19, 2015


the politicians look blankly over their podiums

they are hollow reflections of each other

their strings are barely hidden

the puppet master guides their movements from above

they open their mouths and spew meaningless words

the same voice coming from both mouths

the pundits and the fear mongers eagerly take notes

so they can later scream out why their candidate won

and why you should be angry

or afraid

the politicians shake hands and clumsily walk off stage

headed to the next debate

while in the distance the puppet master laughs

copyright © 2015 Kevin Routh


i live in this prison of fear

my mental straightjacket keeps me bound

the walls of this cell were built with my pain

and the bars are my insecurities

the guards all wear my face

they snear at me as i cry out for help

i know i must  break out of this place

and even though the keys are pressed firmly in my hand

i am trapped and cannot escape

copyright © 2015 Kevin Routh
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