The Kingdom of Wishful Thinking
is where I plan to reign,
my subjects on my gratis
gravy train.
Of course people will suffer
as is the human lot
but they won’t blame me or care –
not a jot
since with eyes on the sunny uplands
at journey’s end, they’ll be
focused on that vision
(and on me)
as they wait for the Happy Ending
I’ve fabled, while my tale
keeps them high on the wine in my promised
Holy Grail.
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
will plod by, but they’ll be
so future-proofed they’ll always
vote for me.