Numbers climb.
A man whose sunken pits
Where eyes should be
Really Really needs to prepare a more elocutious vocabulary
To pretend to show some empathy.
Or
Even
To scrape up a pittance
of artificial sympathetic expression
To gift a grieving nation
A nation losing its grandparents
A nation who lost any semblance of leadership long ago.
Grieve with us, oh man with sunken pits for eyes,
Whose soul was sacrificed long ago,
Grieve with us, you bloody cheeto!
(This poem is a draft and will be worked and expanded. Thanks for reading).
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