i couldn't possibly comment

[fledgist]

 the wonder is that changes do not hurt
the pain's inside and owes most to delay
we've left our terrors cringing in the dirt

the answers given now are rude and curt
the angry mouths their spittle widely spray
the wonder is that changes do not hurt

around the problems politicians skirt
they fill the silence with the words they say
we've left our terrors cringing in the dirt

the fearless leader's caught in sudden spurt
fleeing the sunlight into soothing grey
the wonder is that changes do not hurt

with honesty and honour they now flirt
but ask a question and they will not stay
we've left our terrors cringing in the dirt

so rare it is these days when truths they blurt
that it seems like a sudden bright new day
the wonder is that changes do not hurt
we've left our terrors cringing in the dirt