Wise One

You mustn't call your leaders stupid
After all they went to all these fancy schools
Got all the attaches to their names
In order not to be stupid

What about you,
O wise one
Who has all the knowledge there is
Yet choose to butt-sit on
Furthered cushions softer than a babe's bottom
Oh, did I forget to say,
We have done all the criticizing there is
NEWSFLASH:
No one is listening
We are talking way too much

O wise one
I wish you were at the helm of affairs
I am sure our kids will have no need for school
Just like the olden times
Our life will be a forever case study for them to emulate
And since the devil finds work for the idle hands,
We will bestow hectares of land upon their wily bodies
To amass food that will feed the whole populace
Best of all we will grant free everything to all
With come-hither

When they call you stupid fool
Call me
I will hold your hand

On Stage

Standing there so confident,
You have your audience spell-bound,
Words dripping like honey; sweet and alluring.
A tiny smile plays across your lips,
Your eyes lit from within.
Immersed in the spirit of your words,
Aroused by the strength of your beliefs.

Who would have thought a moment ago,
You were plagued with anxiety
With trembling hands and knees,
Stomach churning with nerves.
Creased with worry were your brows,
I had to warm your icy hands with mine,
Whisper words of encouragement and comfort to you,
Assure you of greatness,
A wonderful reception,

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Your words heeded.
My pride in you.
Seeing you up there,
So confident,
Strong.
Happy for you, I am.
Mine no longer,
Gift to the world.

Mommy and Daddy

Mommy is a hustler.
Daddy is a rebel.

Each wants the best for the kids.
Working where they shine,
Playing roles they excel in,
For a secure future,
For the sake of the kids.

So Mommy is a hustler,
And Daddy is a rebel.