The Resident Dissident

His words become cliché

with each day, promises

shaded gray like clouds-

obscure shrouds blurting

out loud –false alarms

voodoo-like charms, curses

of harms way. Content,

a politician’s bent, his

time spent spinning tales

and covering trails avoiding

strong gales. We present

The President- the resident

dissident of the house

that Thomas Jefferson built.