Take a good at the title
Does anything come to mind?
Of perhaps a place or a person
Especially in these times?
Delusions of grandeur!
I’m sure you’ve heard the term:
Some idea, opinion or proposal
Rather difficult to affirm.
A party comes to mind:
A certain political party, I mean,
Having fallen from its lofty height
Is now a real “has been”.
Yet trying to convince us
They are a viable alternative
To the party that is now in power
That's relatively ineffective.
Delusions of grandeur!
If you see what I mean,
Unable to manage internal conflict
But can handle a bigger scene.
Unable to climb a hill
But a mountain will attempt,
Such looney, delusional endeavours
One must stoutly resent.
Get your act together
I would most definitely advise
For managing a country is serious
And not about silly asides.
Surely, it’s not about egos
Punctuated with regular outbursts
Where allies are sworn enemies
And with foes are immersed.
It is also the Government
That is in need of help
With astronomical projections
But clearly out of step.
Digging a hole to get out
But only going farther in
Such as sourcing money to pay loans
By excessive borrowing.
Hoping the tourist dollar
Would get us out of trouble
But ignoramus, partisan supporters
Afraid to burst their bubble.
Engaging multiple reforms
So that we can become a republic
But becoming a republic even before
Was a cleverly crafted trick.
It is like winning the race
With the race yet to be run
And having also collected the trophy,
The organizers must be dumb!
Delusions of grandeur!
The opium of the electorate
Who actually feel that since 2018
We are in a better state.
We are now among the stars
And shining just as bright
Though we’re just a satellite for others
And their fire we light.
Delusions of grandeur!
We shall soar once the PM flies,
Her recognition will be ours as well
And her highs will be our highs.
To be first class by 2030
With little right now to show,
Surely this is a delusion of grandeur-
And I know that you know.
Talk doesn’t an economy grow
Or fuel from a politician flow,
If such were the case all would be well
And Bim would grow and glow.
Finally, to the church
With its delusions of grandeur,
Promising miraculous breakthrough
But saints continue to flounder.
Prayer sessions on the increase,
And prayer warriors too,
A clear case of delusions of grandeur
With little or no breakthrough.
Miracles that never took place
That recipients dubiously claimed,
Some condition for the moment gone
Which the recipients feigned.
But back again the morrow
Or with a few days having passed
Or, as the placebo effect wore off,
The miracle did not last.
Deluged by delusions
Parties, Parliament, parishioners,
But putting one’s faith in Jesus Christ
Is not a delusion of grandeur.
Stewart Russell © May 20, 2024
