FILM NOIR
(The Seven Smiles of Legacy.)
Fresh from nowhere he entered our lives
charismatic it seemed – with that smile.
In some mystical way his dentition revealed
the root of his being with nothing concealed
and he swore that no truth he’d defile.
The next smile seemed darker - or was it his friends?
Not anything you could define.
As he smiled from high places at home and abroad
delivering speeches that all could applaud
we still felt that the future was fine.
The third caught the eye - there was something amiss;
it was not that the smile was strained.
But a front lower tooth, set back from the rest
standing back from that smile, subverting its zest
appeared to be slightly stained.
The fourth smile with Azna and Bush in a row
was a clench in
He was doing his best to be one of the group
but knew that back home he was well in the soup
while that brown tooth looked out - like his stare.
Smile five was a great leader’s smile - no less;
three time winner, he just could not lose!
But the tooth - ever darker - foretold his demise
as stress dulled his hair and the light left his eyes
and dark deeds put his neck in a noose.
Smile six looks the confident smile of a man
who leaves with the job truly done;
in the knowledge that he is a Straight Kind of Guy;
rictus grin painted on, Heaven’s truth to deny;
save one tooth - black as night - just the one.
When at last he is called to the judgement halls
he will grin that damned grin unaware
that his life was not smiley and whiter than white
it was run from the rear by a black hearted sprite;
that one tooth saying: “I’m Tony Blair.”
