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PrintMarch 17, 2010
Obama's Capoeira (a poem)
He struts to the lecturn, lifts his chin skyward, points.
The sparkling grin a politician's wordless preamble.
The sparkling grin a politician's wordless preamble.
A nimble new dance of empathy and political power.
Baritone voice claims cadence in America's heartbeat.
Haunting intonations of Martin, Franklin, and John.
His smile foisting nobility upon scared collective souls.
Audacity and Hope find morphing transparent forms,
Acorns and green science are smarmy political disguises.
The emperor and his czars wear dazzling new straw suits.
His highness a genius at strawman crafting and creating,
Seeming so in love with his endlessly ever-exposed TV image.
Oh so defensive when his judgment is seriously questioned.
Obama would best be mindful of an Eden's shadow side,
Symbolized in thirty inflated or deflated pieces of silver.
The inevitable need and danger, for a Jesus to find a Judas.
So sad, the anointed one confuses cogent critics with enemies,
And forgets the important ritual of washing his disciples feet.
Capoeira= a graceful ballet of power and control.
