Posted in July 2011

THE VULTURES WOULD WAIT (A POEM)

    Is it to your elegance That our inks dance In this tirade of misfortune?   What filth oozes forth from your Imperial sore Of misruled rulership   Wouldn’t your eardrums Be tickled by the drumming Sicknesses that grow?   When the feathers of your nest Begin to prick and fall, remember: The vultures … Continue reading »