We’re All Pundits Now

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Here and there
they’re everywhere.
in-line, online
abusive, benign
in blurred newsprint
and excused misprint

Twittering away
face–booking their wisdoms
casual gurus
proffering help
offering opinion

Pointing their gun
complaining about how it was done
Gogglebox savants
of limited talents
displaying their predictive powers
from their remote ivory towers
deriding what they saw
laying down their cod law
always knowing better
down to the letter

Seeing through the haze
configuring the maze
arm’s length judgement
posing as sentiment

Sports star, celebrity
politician, nonentity
Academic or Bystander
give us candour or slander
cook, medic, dancer
do give us your answer
please feed us your views
comment on the news

Yes, obligatory opinions
on everything
on everyone
by everyone
for everyone


Don’t tell me to keep quiet
I can’t hear you
constructive deafness
selective amnes
ia

We need pundits and experts
but please play it fair
most are mere wannabes
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Trump – On Being Honest

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TRUMP – ON BEING HONEST 

I am the genie of your lamp
Beloved of the twitterati,
Saviour of the western world
And the Republican Party.

My daily newscast you may not cherish
But someday soon you will
For I’m a genius born to last
A deep down thinker – for good or ill

So please believe my apophthegms,
All that I have to you told,
But you will remember if you’re wise.
All that’s twittered is not gold.

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Revelations

Roland’s response, originally Posted on June 11th, 2017, to that day’s ‘Daily Prompt’ on the ‘Daily Post website’ at:   ‘REVELATIONS’

 Revelations

I’m reluctant to reveal
The way that I feel
It’s not a big deal
Less said, soonest heal.

NO …

Revelations are not for me,
I’m a secretive person, you see.

And I of course know
That you reap what you sow.

So for now I’m a sceptic,
More than a little dyspeptic.

It may be divisive to say so,
But I just don’t like hubris or ego.

You can say that I’m bitter
‘Cos I’m not a transmitter.

Not allowing myself to be smart
I bury my sins in my heart.

That’s the best place for litter,
Not on Facebook or Twitter!

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