Nothing but the dead
Seemingly running our government
Their putrid breath of deceit
Whenever delivering a speech
Their eyes glazed and corkscrewed
With the darkness of their tombs
Expelling gas and dripping decay
Wherever the stiffs walk
And we elected them
Embalmed with our sweat and blood.
One thought on “Nothing but the Dead by Stephen Jarrell Williams”
This is so apt…..
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