YELLOW BRICKS

a slow beat a bait and a switch

this makes up our politics

media spins a tornado pitch

just a house, just a witch

the world revolves in disarray

patiently waiting the next disgrace

an undesired display

entwined in a clever betray

cut to the Oz with his final trick

now yellow bricks are only bricks

the wicked path of our insistence

a way of little resistance

holding hands at a five foot distance

hopeful is still the promise

writing threats across the sky

as we struggle in disbelief

poppy's will make us sleep

we are free as the quarantine

there is no place like home

the constant serenade plays in repeat

hope is a place to be seen

the message buried beneath

a willing disguise

a cowardly deceit

a beat elusive,

a shuffle cunning

a step to a weave

patronize our cornerstone

lie to cover a back bone

the great pretender in command

stands upon the working hands

feed the mighty, deny the small

Mr. President

the future strums for us all

Terry D'Arcy-Ryan

All references to the Oz and other characters are from the book by,

Baum, L. Frank (Lyman Frank)1856-1919. The Wonderful Wizard of Oz / By L. Frank Baum