Dear Kelso
Dear Kelso,
You walked in the room
I looked at you underwhelmed with low expectations.
Suspecting another careless public school teacher,
with free roam thanks to tenure.
But then you opened your mouth.
I remember it like yesterday.
You uttered the most cognizant,
The most elevating,
The most enriching,
The most eye-opening,
The most perceptive 6 words I had ever heard,
"Why does government matter? It doesn't."
Thank you.
This poem is about:
My country