"I, of the Storm", 2017, © j.m. frase-white
Enamel and Acrylic on Canvas, 17 x 17 x 2
For Kim, Vlad and Donnie, just to name a Few
I told
you not to mention
The
simulated machismo
Of
emasculated men
The
dictators and generals
Who
“have the balls” to win
Have
you heard the harsh, cruel voices
Of
those who lead the flock?
They
sound like a hacking, cackling
A
vicious Shirley Temple cough
Green
witch of Oz upon her broomstick
Dalmatian-coated
Cruella, calling “slay the dogs!”
The
prissy rounded Donald mouth
Slime
balling like a teenly bitch
In
nuclear pinching heels
Let us
call for war
Like
demons let us fight
For
killing one another
Is
such a manly plight
We
conquer and explode
Destroying
all we’ve made
Pretending
killing girls and boys
Is
such an awful game
And
yet we love it dearly
It
marks the history line
Generals,
admirals, dictators, monarchs
with presidents
thrown in
can change
Time like Jesus
Just
when a war begins
(between
pretend a bit of peace time)
And
then begin again
“ Oop Lah”
4/15/2018 ©jmf-w