Idiot Echoes

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Editorial and Opinion  |  House: Booksie Classic

The damage

Whispers of normal thinking are in the air,
Signaling an end to a four-year nightmare
 
But we're kidding ourselves if we think he'll fade,
The best way to deal with rabid is to have him spayed
 
But it's too late, the damage is long-term and here,
His virus has spread, too many are ruled by fear
 
Sunday's starter will become a scrub with a mike,
Launched too many missiles, many holes in the dyke
 
The echoes of an idiot will ring o'er the age,
Too many out there who're on a different page.
 
Or sadly, don't think for themselves or read at all
The American Roman Empire is headed for a fall
 
Unless we collectively wake up from the trance
It represents our last, best, and only chance
 
 


Submitted: January 02, 2021

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hullabaloo22

Excellent, Mike.

Sat, January 2nd, 2021 6:46pm

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Thank you, Hull

Sat, January 2nd, 2021 10:51am

Penny Scribe

No one, not even "him" can extinguish hope. Good poem Mike.

Sun, January 3rd, 2021 6:21pm

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I hope and think you're right, Penny; thank you

Sun, January 3rd, 2021 11:03am

Bert Broomberg

You put this very well, Mike. The penultimate stanza is painfully true. Too many people opt for amusing themselves to death, whereas they could become involved in how their country is run.

Tue, January 5th, 2021 12:16pm

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Thanks much, Bert

Tue, January 5th, 2021 9:51am

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