Aphorists say that
The truth is old—
And the truth is cold—
Granted, the truth is a lot of things,
But it’s the thing
That’s not being told.
The truth is a stranger
That’s about as foreign as an extraterrestrial.
It will never land on the lips of politicians.
That’s the truth.
Tenaciously, Bob McNeil tries to compose poetic stun guns and Tasers, weapons for the downtrodden in their effort to trounce oppression. His poems want to be fortresses against despotic politics.