Obama's Capoeira (a poem) Peter Olsson

He struts to the lecturn, lifts his chin skyward, points.
The sparkling grin a politician's wordless preamble.
A nimble new dance of empathy and political power.
Baritone voice claims cadence in America's heartbeat.
Haunting intonations of Martin, Franklin, and John.
His smile foisting nobility upon scared collective souls.
Audacity and Hope find morphing transparent forms,
Acorns and green science are smarmy political disguises.
The emperor and his czars wear dazzling new straw suits.
His highness a genius at strawman crafting and creating,
Seeming so in love with his endlessly ever-exposed TV image