The Poet Obama

"Who are you, really?"

Barack Obama (born 4 August 1961)

President Obama was a real smoothie,

His act seemed straight out of a movie,

He’d gaze at crowds to gauge their awe,

Say “We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.”

You moved, so he slapped a tax on thee,

Regulated to a halt, then a subsidy

Was wielded at the end of the nation’s rope,

Thus proving the audacity of hope.

“There has never been anything false about hope”

A self-serving virtue, a dog-tired trope.

From the Levant we do a moonlight flit,

“Change will not come if we wait for it.”

He swaggered, and wrote urban poetry,

He mesmerised in the Land of the Free,

He venerated Big Government’s range

And kept things the same while he spoke of change.