Vague News

 

 

Vague news

 

The egoist without a peer

Blindingly with violent light

Infects the boys with boundless fear

Beguiles the angels of delight 

Falls lustfully on partial sight

Keeps demons hidden in the rear

 

And in the corner of my eye

As windows crack and shatter near

In tandem with the Russian spy

‘Midst plastic spoons and bottled beer

(There’s nothing to recycle here)

I watch the politicians lie

 

The host of demons overdue

With magic dust materialise

As saints are beaten black and blue

And maggots match your eyes to flies

Like fading martyrs in disguise

News presenters hide from view

 

And meanwhile on the seven seas

Aboard the hood ship lolly strop

The pirates hand to refugees

Pangolins from the butcher’s shop

Fill heads with Chinese fantasies

And wait for viruses to drop

 

And here he is our fateful doom

(We wondered where you were my friend)

The elephant is in the room

The angels gradually ascend

The demons easily offend

And doctor’s living stones presume

 

Behold the fateful doom declares

A gift from God I have no less

As spectres walk away in pairs

Two hundred thousand (more or less)

And news presenters second guess

The motives of the billionaires

 

Now you and I await our fate

Like autumn leaves in wind and rain

Susceptible to love and hate

And algorithms of the brain

As imps decidedly insane

Construct a wall around our state