I want to spend more time with my family,
the grey-headed politician
moans on his backbench
as ambitions take a dive
faster than a stash down the toilet
when the cops arrive
unannounced.
It was just a loan between friends
the minister cries out
from minimum security,
I have a lot of friends
who want to ensure
my financial security, without the need
for favours returned.
I did not sleep with my secretary –
we simultaneously retired,
it’s tiring working endless days
slaving away for my electorate,
far from my family who
I’d like to spend more time with,
I was on the job.
Environmental issues are critical
but complex, not easily understood
by those who are not important ministers
with access to the necessary details
to grasp the complexities of the arguments.
My head is around these issues
no-one is holding a gun to it.
No comment,
I do not recall,
These issues are out of my hands,
These matters are for another department,
Yes minister.
Haven’t blogged for a while, but intend to start blogging more regularly – lots of news!
Sound like the political double talk we hear in all nations…ah but we have one who even denies his denials.
some pollies are kings of denial 😉 thanks for stopping by Charles
I am still shell shocked after the outcome of the NSW election. This poem is very timely, indeed. Great to see you blogging again. And also great to see you still have it !!
thank you Selma 😀 yes the NSW election was a shocker especially Latham!
never trust a politician
Juliet
http://craftygreenpoet.blogspot.com
exactly 😦
Perfect poem about our woeful bunch of ratbag pollies 🤣
nothing changes in the ratbag politics game – except they are worse now than ever!