The Crowning

The Crowning

No cheering, adoring ,
Flag waving crowds,
Behind high fences
Adorned with razor wire,
Surrounded by thousands
Of troops – rifles ready,
In the presence of some
Hand-picked crooked cronies,
A poet, a couple of singers,
A preacher – the theft complete,
The crowning completed,
How convenient it was now
All butterflies and roses
Sunny skies and blue,
The four years of
Hornets and hell
Initiated by an illegal
Lateral PASS attempted
Fifteen minutes into
The first quarter,
Forgotten,
The fake, fawning media
Smiling like blonde spies
With dark roots and resumes
Of compromised, bedded,
Officials and politicians.
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Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Wake Up” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
9:39 AM January 21, 2021

The Crowning
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