Filibuster

Filibuster of the luster

Putting off what he can’t muster

Stalling tactics light his candle

Honesty he cannot handle

Twiddling thumbs is now his mission

While he’s lacking any vision

He’s wasting time, which makes no sense

While waiting for his recompense

So, looking back, he sees no harm

In all he’s done with all his charm

So, don’t berate him, he’ll not take it

Sincerity, he’ll likely fake it

Controlling, idling, that’s his thing

On his high horse maneuvering

He’s got his set ups all in place

So quickly he can now erase

But pride will come before a fall

And soon he’ll not be standing tall

But he’ll be standing in a hall

Waits for his name someone to call

So, don’t be prideful, full of lust

Or someone may your pride, he’ll bust

Surrender your life up to God

And stop your being such a fraud

An Original Work / October 5, 2021