Saturday, February 11, 2017

Seventeenth Poem (Checks and Balances)

He’ll never listen.
He believes he’s the law.
He has a rude awakening coming to him.

Break the bank.
Break it into the littlest of pieces and incorruptible parts.
Break bread with Satan and choke on your own tongue before the check comes.

He’ll never listen.
He believes he’s the smartest person in the world.
He will never realize just how truly ignorant he is.

Checks and balances will protect us from the black hearts of men.
"One morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How he got into my pajamas I'll never know."
Pandora’s Box was opened this past election and we must find some way to close it again.

Charles Cicirella

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