Better Not Read This

Most are only in it for the tax-cuts
At least around here in my neighborhood
Some distant others though seem to be nuts

Their apocalypse of evil and good
Can become confusing in this twilight
It gets hard to tell when they speak of hell
So merrily with their eyes burning bright
Do they like their toast to be dark or light?

But should you disagree they shout: "Treason!
Give me my tax-cut get out of my way
Full-serve my Hummer and have a nice day!"

So we must behave since the souls they save
Might well be our own in the known unknown
Just pray today they will leave us alone

They have those prison-camps for a reason

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMV - Greetings from Gitmo!

read with shut eyes. very nice
supani

had to read it with a title like that! contains all a good poem should - incisiveness, warning, humour, insight, and yes, rhyme!

It amused me too Stevie!

-Manders Flanders-

steven...i've missed you so im glad ur not mad at me anymore im so sorry if i hurt you thank you for you kind words i will probly be reading them over and over for an hour. you never did anything wrong i was being young and stupid. i love all your poetry i never have words. never stop writing. i gotta go now

I liked this alot.. It has good imagery, Well written.
misty..