The Smile

By Liam Flanagan

Look me in the eye and tell me the truth
In your language contradiction and vagueness
Safe us
From your lies and fake smile
To deceive and hoodwink
About trying to go through life with ambiguity and spin
Is the line between integrity and hypocrisy
Tying red tape around the neck of the people trying to breath
Brings you to the surface of the swamp you inhabit
Dragging your pray underwater to drown out the calls for

Liam Flanagan is a 47 year old living in Galway on the west coast of Ireland. Degree in English and Philosophy. Teaching Diploma in IT. Ten years experience working in the IT industry. Likes Sport, Music, Film and Politics 


By Liam Flanagan

Photo by Max Letek on Unsplash

Roll Up Roll Up
Boy do we have some entertainment for you today
A ringmaster from Cork
A teacher by trade
No qualification to run the country I’m afraid
A health minister juggling many balls in the air
Trying to convince he is going to get us through this nightmare
The Greens are walking a tightrope
Balancing calamity with messages of hope
Leo is yearning for a night on the town
Realizing now he is surrounded by a bunch of clowns
Mary Lou is doing acrobatics to avoid any blame
Yet the situation up North is to their eternal shame
So spring is here we are all staying home
Like trained animals in our cages
Whilst all around us the virus spreads and rages

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