
As I sit watching Adam Schiff introduce the articles of impeachment
To the assembled senators
On this dark and rainy day
(Why do so many auspicious occasions occur against a backdrop of gloom?)
The honesty of the rain
Stands in stark contrast
To the great trickery, the subterfuge,
Afoot in the senate chambers
As those august members
Steel their minds against
Any stirrings of conscience
That may still cling
To whatever tattered shards of decency
Yet remain
Struggling, to maintain buoyancy
In their hearts and minds.
No one can serve two masters
With equal fidelity
When the interests of one
Collide with those of the other
And no senator
Can provide impartial consideration of evidence
Of their leader’s wrongdoing
After stating publicly their belief
That acquittal is a foregone conclusion.
The rain has no guile, No hidden agenda,
Nothing to hide and nothing to do
But follow the law of gravity.
The rain plays its part
With fidelity to the whole.
The members of the Senate
Whose job it is to set aside partisanship
And act with impartiality
In their deliberations
Should do likewise
And be true like the rain.
Tim Konrad
2020.01.16
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