Share this postGoing ViralButler FarmCopy linkFacebookEmailNotesMoreButler FarmA poem for our dystopian times. Mark HonigsbaumJul 15, 2024Share this postGoing ViralButler FarmCopy linkFacebookEmailNotesMore2ShareButler FarmRally just begunShots ring outUnlucky for some.…Poum, poumCandidate downQuickly men, gather round.….Swarming the speakerThe praetorium guard traced the bullet’s trajectory(Spolier: it didn’t come from the Repository).…“Prowler on the roof!”“Where"?”“There”“Hurry, he’s on the hoof!”…Grasping the rifle in his cold, dead handThe shooter collapsed and fell to the ground.…Meanwhile, with bloodied earAnd defiant leerThe candidate, face like fury(framed by Old Glory)Cried: “Fight! Fight!”Before posing for his Iwo Jima momentAnd vanquishing his opponent.Afterwards, looking for evidence of a scamSome said the splatters resembled strawberry jamWas it a case of Reagan Redux?Or a cruel Kennedy cosplay?“Who knew, who knew?”…Alas, a photo caught the bullet’s path And in the aftermathThere could be no doubt.Besides, what foolWould risk ridiculeFor such a prize?…Instead, the candidate called it “God’s will”Others,vcalled it luckAnd, lamenting a plot undone, whispered:“Why is it only the good who die young?”ShareGoing Viral is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber.Subscribe
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