Written
2010
Come drink from my magic waters
which will quench you great thirst
for what you are so sure you need.
Feed the deep roots of your
ego so weak and thirsty
and in need of nourishment as it grows.
Some fountains provide perpetual youth,
others cure all that is ailing.
I give you Power with every sip.
I bid you beware, however
for my magic waters are saline and one sip
and you will forever thirst for more.
I am a corrupting fountain
and I share my affliction with
those who buy my magic liquid.
Modest folks pass me by
as they have learned History’s lesson
that I am here for Mephistopheles.
Doug Minnis
September 30, 2010
Notes
My son Dorrick wrote nd asked wgy someone would spend 120 million dollars to be governor of a bankrupt state. The poem is mu answer