The showing, the telling, the posing and pointing.
Lectern-leaning, throat-clearing. Spouting dogma
thoughtless, empty, clatter-clunking in the guttering wind.
Impossible, imposter - the clown-politician,
political-clown, a hotcake of fake on an over-used plate
presents us with another opinion,
just another among endless others,
bobbing by on a wave of rhetoric,
It’s more than enough to make you sea-sick.
Watch him go - in the circus space, playing
the fool at the theatre of lecture.
A pompous power-point Punchinello
gliding imperious, on the sea-shiny surface
of his shallow grandeur.
Slap- Stick knowledge, loves to point it out,
do the hokey-cokey Shake it all about -
what a show, what a tell – giving foreigner’s hell.
Two crap cards of a three-card trick,
fooling no-one, wising up no-one.
No magic.
No wisdom.
No fun for anyone…not any more
Won’t someone, kindly, tell him?
© Chris Sparks
Chris is a political theorist from Hackney who now lives in Sligo Ireland. He has published a few books and articles about social uncertainty and the politics of fear. Now he finds that (weirdly), everything that was once theory seems to be becoming actual. So, for his sanity and soul, he has decided to come at things from another angle, which is why he now writes poetry.
