America created a tyrant -
and bayed for his blood
You might think that is the beginning
and the end -
but the middle?
Nothing more than one foot
after the other
over a trail
of bone and blood the size of a country
and slippery as oil.A.J. Ponder
Something vaguely topical - and the carpet is metaphorically pulled from under my feet. Ironic huh? No picture this week, though. for more Tuesday poems click on the Tuesday Poem hub :)
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