A Look So Great: A Funny Thing

A haughty focus on animus,
With anticipated currents -
A sloshy tide meaning an incumbent’s decline.
Freedom’s cliffs persist in a frothy calamity -
And a cherished drivel prays for chaos,
To ensure predictability
And economic improvement.

A hard line creeps below the ebbing splash,
And cozy beaches blaze -
A demonic disparagement appears
To gravitate towards horror,
With a denigrating stench.

More gains may torment
The vicious opposition,

To a gaveled display
Of forthright opportunity,
Inspiring honest consideration -

For that instinctive modernity,
With its ethics, skills,
And eternal modesty.