Marvin Lurie

Post Truth Poem

We're not who we thought we were.
We never were.

They salute our combed-over grifter
with upraised arms.

His manhood is a red tie
and dignity stolen from women.

He cannot hold up his decrees
without henchmen huddled around him.

From his golden chambers
he takes bread from widows and orphans.

With advice from television screamers
he chooses children to live or die.

His diplomacy is extortion.
"If you don't do what I say, I'll harm you,"

He appoints champions of hostile ignorance
to repossess the people's benefits.

He loots the people's purse
to enrich his business empire.

His politics is adulation.
Any who cross him are eliminated.


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