Praise The Lord, and Pass The Mustard

A sad thought arose
as I genuflected with a cup of Black Forest:
If you were to throw words into a bucket
and dump them over a railing
let them scatter amidst the wind
and have a blind man put together
strings of fallen random fragments
his end product would make more sense
than our politicians




edit 5/4/10:  Total overhaul.  Removed the three-line-per-stanza formatting, as it was unnecessary.  "Dabbled with a comparison" didn't really make much sense, so ditched that, too.  I figured the blind man putting together a string of words from the pieces in the bucket was a more powerful image, and really drove the point home. 
And for those asking about the title:  When I first looked back, I couldn't remember why I had chosen it.... well, I remembered - it's designed to highlight random words thrown together.  Knew there was a reason for it!