In the morning

 His frame is like a picture                                      
 Mounted high upon the wall                            
  
 Surprised he looks aghast                                      
 At the others they're disturbing                                                
  
 So principled a stance                                          
 Replaced by the pragmatic                                  
  
 Conciliation to the forefront                             
 One stands languished quite perturbing                               
  
 Let me out let's get it done                              
 Moving forward without a warning                 
  
 Will we all still be standing                            
 When we wake in the morning?