He's A Mean One...

He's A Mean One...

A Poem by Wrenegade
"

...Mr. Bush.

"

What's the word, Mr. Man?
Tell me your politics, your
     plan.
News-ticker me your allergies,
Symptoms and analogies.
War on terror, war on fraud,
Fight for freedom, fight for God.
Kill your neighbor and kiss your
     wife,
Cry for poverty, for strife.
Blame the Muslims, the parents,
     too,
Teenagers, Gentiles and Jews.
Wave your banners and flash your
     flag,
Sing high, the revolutionary rag.

Cell phones ring and freedom rung,
Mister, you speak to me in tongues.

© 2008 Wrenegade


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Very good write. It draws you in immediately. Makes a strong statement. Good work.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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A Poem by Wrenegade