An AI Generated Image
A patina is fragile by nature
With some abrasion, it quickly dissolves;
When the tiger is revealed as paper
The revelation the patsy absolves
If politics is merely theater
A distraction from business and mad war
Reviews must occasionally crater
And the beguiling mask fall to the floor
When golf transfixes potential leaders
One senescent and the other deranged
There is little need for a mind reader
To confirm that things are now passing strange
When the sole remaining intelligence
Is artificial, all will be farce hence
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Comments (5)
I lingered over "When the tiger is revealed as paper"
Your poem held so much of truth! Well done!
Shaun said it perfectly; timely and depressing indeed- but oh so well done! You've mastered this structure, and I really enjoy this piece D.J.!
What Shaun said! The final quatrain was expertly placed! Great build up to it and left space for a final word
Timely, depressing, and well done