https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/wd-poetic-form-challenge-trenta-sei
Het is trenta-sei dit keer, dus heb ik daar weer een idee op aangepast.
Ja/nee?
Suggesties?
Thirty-six to politics
Can you bite the hand that beats you?
It sets your rage on other sights
Only occasionally feeds you
Diverts all blame to other sides
Inflated tangent, accusation
The touted pathway to salvation
It sets your rage on other sights
A painted target clear as day
No shortage here in offered slights
Life is much easier this way
Chameleon with many hats
You rush to heed a master that
Only occasionally feeds you
Other times, chews to the bone
After it has staged its coup
You only reap what you have sown
And you will never even know
Puppet master, steers the flow
Diverts all blame to other sides
Authority of misdirection
He will conquer, who divides
Specialist of fain subjection
Its nemesis is clarity
It revels in its rarity
Inflated tangent, accusation
Never pin what is important
It ever thrives on obfuscation
Banks more notes when they’re discordant
The few inevitably do better
When the many are in fetters
The touted pathway to salvation
Away from tangible solution
Only leads you to stagnation
And simply strengthens resolution
So much wool over your eyes
That you’ll never see the skies
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