The Elements Of Life (Soul Of Myself) : All rights reserved by the author of this page.
180,259 poems read
Puppets and Pundits
Puppets and pundits
are scraped into schematics in abundances
because of their political blindness to see
Stubbornness has its will to fill every heart
that swims in the putrid sea
State the truth
and watch evil get dramatic in poor minds or pundits
in the very subject they claim to hold a degree
Narrow minds, pompous, and pride
a bus filled with tragic minds ride
Won't allow us to get beyond the clouds
How could this thing be
Every soul has a sword every tongue is bold
The world is so cold
The people are not shackled
But their minds are not free
Melting pot Melting pot
Hearts are cold Tempers are hot
Truth is but a breath away
But it will never be caught
Unless hearts and minds are bent to thee
Copyrights 2018
Robert Anthony James
are scraped into schematics in abundances
because of their political blindness to see
Stubbornness has its will to fill every heart
that swims in the putrid sea
State the truth
and watch evil get dramatic in poor minds or pundits
in the very subject they claim to hold a degree
Narrow minds, pompous, and pride
a bus filled with tragic minds ride
Won't allow us to get beyond the clouds
How could this thing be
Every soul has a sword every tongue is bold
The world is so cold
The people are not shackled
But their minds are not free
Melting pot Melting pot
Hearts are cold Tempers are hot
Truth is but a breath away
But it will never be caught
Unless hearts and minds are bent to thee
Copyrights 2018
Robert Anthony James
Comment On This Poem --- Vote for this poem
Puppets and Pundits
Puppets and Pundits