King Bush

Every time he's on tv,
Our King walks on red carpeting.
Other presidents talked to the press
In spartan rooms, quite colorless.

His Highness- (is he high?
the pupils of his eyes
dilated, piercing, focused more
than they ever were before.)

- Bush devours freedoms
From within his mental kingdom,
And real countries, far and wide,
How? God's IN him, not merely at his side.
We find not only has he lied,
He's eaten up uncounted lives.

His appetite to rule unchecked,
But to us, the fearful hordes,
It's clear this system stacks the deck
For winning only by King Gorged.


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