War on Reality

Flick
Forked Satan tongue
Flick
Flagrant disavowal
Flick
Sudden outrage
Flick
Turn away
do not look behind the curtain
see the man fall
orange
green
purple
mesh
meld
joker’s garish grin
pompadour flouted
in defiance
of all that is natural.
Flick
Liar Liar Pants on Fire
Flick
Deranged
screaming spittle
words
not making sense
shock
suddenly turned upon
who knew
reality would so soon intrude?
Dodge
bullets sail past
small slight of hand
adjust tin crown
no one will knock
King Merry-Andrew down.
From pitted pedestal
extolled greatness
upon black death of civilization
a bleak nightmare
to be sure
if continued unchecked.
©May 29/20
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The Joker

When he first strode on the stage

wearing his white suit

his ten gallon hat

chomping on that cigarette

women swooned

men grinned

while teenagers were left to wonder.

The words he shouted

bantered with the crowd

lead many to believe

he was a man of integrity.

He spoke of God.

He spoke of how to make things right.

He spoke of how the world would bow

lay at the feet of his mighty nation.

He took over with nary a peep

smug eyes

pouting mouth

and hand shakes

which made everyone feel alive.

Than out came the truth

with hidden backroom meetings

unsupervised

promises were made

that gave away the country

the ability to fight

all while leaving the Joker at the helm.

Integrity

without it, one is nothing

with it a person of repute.

Without it one is a buffoon

with it a person trusted.

Integrity.

Morality.

Ethics.

The Joker not a man of integrity

but a blowhard who will lose the war.

 

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