Squandered
We squander our hope
On those who possess us
Each of us tugged
This way and that
By desire's calculus
Its glib technology
Both sexy and fat
And the hoary ballet
Of the ritual ballot
The candidates preening
In the shadow of death
Makeup lights money
Their vanity glowing
The people unknowing
For what they are given
Is that which they'd given
To those who have taken
All that they had
10/29/99, 1/11/00, 1/20/00, 1/24-1/26/00, 9/22/07
Copyright 2000, 2007 by Maurice Leiter
Posted with permission.
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