Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 "A Tale of Two Cities"

Since the founding of this city,

Best of times and worst of times is

Viewed from bubble of dimwitty,

All caught up in partisan biz.

We the People send folks who age

From wisdom into foolishness,

Blaming others in rant and rage

In keep the power game of chess.

Each spring of hope, cherry trees bloom,

But by winter, cold, dark despair.

Clock always ticked closer to doom.

Fiddlers fiddle, spewing hot air.

"A Tale of Two Cities" could be

A tale of Washington, D.C.