black box missing,
sealed covers in vogue like fogg,
old files burning,
clean chits streaming down,
like snow covering tracks,
of the yeti who turned out to be a bear,
dare you ask, how i fare.

i am king,
i reign supreme,
my ministers are not contesting,
but then i don’t need a team,
all they need to do is copy and paste,
the words i send them,
spinning yarns around,
decisions taken in haste.

enough is enough,
let’s make our voices heard,
may the 23rd,
see the end of this,
reign of the beard.

I write to remember. I write to remain honest. I write to leave a bread crumb trail for my daughter. I write to relax. Trying to impress my better half, I write

I write to remember. I write to remain honest. I write to leave a bread crumb trail for my daughter. I write to relax. Trying to impress my better half, I write