Reprise:
“True Enough, the Politicians Sigh”
True enough, the politicians sigh, elections foil
Attempts to rectify the situation leaving choices
Fit for fools and all solutions moot, their voices
Shrill, and rarely if at all do waters yield and boil
At temperatures that formerly marked
The limits of glory’s shores. Even as we speak the seas
Have rushed the gates where now the rivers bleed,
And Arctic glaciers once so permanent, so parked
Reveal the reason for which Greenland was sired
And in the time of ancient Viking sagas so aptly named.
Nothing’s new that was not there before the present maimed
And mauled, reframed, and rearranged, frayed and admired
Its tasteless tableaux in conspicuous waste
to the end that no one breathes
A word who is not cursed or blessed while all the azure planet grieves.
Once 
Politicians = hot-air methinks. mayhap all the sighing contributes, plus of course the unfulfilled promises. Easy to promise the World, not so to fulfill same. xx
taken ages to get this comment (not important by any means, just my own hot air, type of thing, ) accepted, kept getting a error page, ‘this comment cannot be posted’ methought the Politicians arms were mighty long for a moment. 😉 xx