WOULD BE KING

The shroud, my friends,
has been lifted
illuminating the face
of a despondent failure.
he is as depleted
as his dirty bombs.
Ladies and gentlemen
Intoxicated or sober
the occupation president
is now consigned
to the dismal reflection
of his hollow soul.
It is rather cheerless
that it took all those lives
and all that heartbreak
to let slip this
would-be king of the world!
There is naught left
but to gaze upon
his ashen visage
and self-loathing spirit
and hear the tales of those
that would enshrine him
in his own pitiable grandeur...



mrp

The Bush Who Would Be King