Stirring the pot



I have been known
Now and then
To stir a pot
Or two
Or three
To ask embarrassing questions
And aim poems at injustice
Avarice
And greed

I have
Now and then
Lobbed irony at hypocrisy
And fact-checked imposters
Clowns
And demagogues

I have stirred the pot
Added pepper flakes
And cooked up a hot sauce
Or two
Or three
From time to time
Laughing at the Emperor’s new clothes
Mocking the Pretender’s throng
And singing that old song
We shall overcome!