Requiem For The Common
Weal
Let’s drive a stake
through the blackened heart
Of the Common Weal, We the
People, fervid
Eager Beavers keen to
please our savvy Well-
Heeled God, Father Son and
Holy Ghost, Inc.
Benevolent Wolves gathering
together
the lathered multitudes of
trusting sheep
for the splashy roll out
of Armageddon
a highly leveraged
integrated
multi-platform production
assembled
overseas; one Bright Shiny
Amulet for all
squirreled away in the
pocket of every
man women and child, a
smooth cool something
to finger while we
brandish the other hand
in stiff armed salute,
faces aglow
in the blinding light of
the bonfire,
our Better Natures wafting
skyward,
bathing us in His Righteousness
until
the fuel runs out casting
us into darkness
noticing, as if for the
first time,
the silent closing ring of
paired red eyes.
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