The other day I was riding the bus. A woman in the seat in front of me was obviously cognitively impaired. She was talking loudly so all on the bus could hear her and she was pulling out her hair. She was also reading a book about God which I could see her holding in one hand.
This experience affected me. First, of course, I felt badly for her. A poor suffering soul. There was nothing I could do for her. I hoped it would not get worse.
But later after having forgotten the experience I wrote a poem. It seems that in some twisted way this woman's ravings reminded me of the Republican fear mongers and their Tea Party buddies.
The poem "Ode To The Tea Party" is included in a small book of poems I put on my YouTube channel named
The Teacher and other poems You can hear me read at the link.