Presidents or Prime Ministers,
despots or autocrats.
the most powerful person on earth, oft described.
And, thus, sycophants most sinister
fly to their side
to limply lick and stroke their pride.
Lindsey, Mark, Kevin et. al.
party leaders and republicans all
miss the point, if they see one at all,
other than power and greed;
or a frightening need
to be in on the game,
make the high score
on the wining team,
even one they deplore.
The most powerful person on earth
I suggest is a new-born babe
with the world to explore,
nurtured and tended with greatest of care,
showing adults ideas of which
they were unaware.
Awakening to life they awaken us, too.
Exploring new things they birth us anew.
Challenging old ideas with bold vigor
they stir us to face greater rigors.
Ignore those false powers which drag us down,
start wars, steal elections, defraud supporters,
uplift the greedy and mean-spirited few.
Spend more time with babies and children,
with teenagers and all whose misrule
opens closed doors in closed minds,
and our spirits renew.
Baby, baby, I have my eye,
and all my hopes, on you.
annarino writes 
Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Wonderful and worthwhile poetry shared. I loved the poetry.
I agree. In the eyes of a child. The world is a beautiful garden. We must ensure every child can see the beauty of our world. Not war. A outstanding poem and thank you for sharing.