Today's prompt from Robert Lee Brewer: Write a "mean" and/or "nice" poem. With the current political situation and the pandemic starting to rage out of control, it's hard not to write topical poems. When I think of "mean", my first thought is of a certain person, so today's poem is addressed to him.
A Plea
extract
yourself from
your office bunker
stop
sulking like
a three-year-old child
virus
is rampant
inside we hunker
you're
having tantrums
delusions run wild
please stop lying -
we're all dying
yourself from
your office bunker
sulking like
a three-year-old child
is rampant
inside we hunker
having tantrums
delusions run wild
we're all dying
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