[lit-ideas] Mondays Sunday Poem
- From: "Mike Geary" <atlas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: <lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Mon, 24 Oct 2005 15:48:04 -0500
HYPOCRITE LECTEUR, MON SEMBLABLE, MON FRERE
sky broods over this city
like some ancient anger
beyond expiation
rifle racks in pickups
pistols under pillows
people with clenched faces
quoting Scripture
hoping in their darkest need
you'll cross the line.
I nod, smile, say: have a nice day.
hoping all the while these black clouds will let loose
that twisted finger of death that hides in them,
I pray it'll descend to wreak havoc on all those who oppose me -- yes,
I do, yes, but you --
you're better than that.
And so I dedicate this poem to you.
And you. And you. And you and you and you and you....
God bless America!
Mike Geary
Memphis
PS Kudos, David.
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