POEM: The Hole-y Body Politic

Executing folks in the streets, with giddy immunity, will backfire…

The Hole-y Body Politic

They shot
The body politic
Fool of holes
Until it was woke
In the wake of wakes
Bringing it
To life
As never had had
Be for
Taking the plays
Of vacant ghosts
With full-bodied spirit
A rousing
Fresh hardiness
The ardor it gets

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