This poem portrays an explosive end to the ravenous aggrieved politicos who fill our body politic with shit and who, in the end, cannot escape the poor or the police at their door.
The Hallowed Rupture
Aggrievious whoreds
And those lacking lackeys
Do is as due doos
Their plaintive effluence
Like some diarrhea die-orama
As sum berth right
Insatiable in security
Their gorge us fan fare
Not in any weigh enough
Flailing too
Make believe
End up
Efface down
Fearing the po and the po po
The pit
And the pendulum swings
The explosive belly of the best
Splatters
The whirled over
Ravenous
Nevermore
