The Politician

He called the press conference
In one of those rare occasions
His belly forming a plateau
On the treacherous landscape of politics
He gave one of those sinister grins
That clenched the face in twists of fury
His eyes stared a tad too long
On cameras
Trying to pick his enemies: real or imagined
Then he went ballisitic:
Dear people, this thing has stretched far
Scandals that never were
Lootings created by the media
A ruthless design to fritter away
The kind spirit of the politician
'Who, but theLiving Saints of the land
Are smeared with the damndest words
On earth
Yet they bring Mwananchi development?
He ranted and raved, the politician
As his belly shook in tandem
With his cataclysmic anger
Then, in a swoop, he gathered his papers
And concluded:
No more comment--but trim the rumours!

C) Lorot Salem 2010