Friday, March 12, 2010

The Nuisance Sits

The nuisance apparent
The nuisance sits
Atop broken pieces of his own doing
Ruined
Heartless of the wreck committed
One son forsaken
By Pacific separated
He laughs
On high
So high
Affected by none
The disaster oblivious
Caring for no one
Self crowned
Proclaimed
King of What Mess?
The nuisance apparent
The nuisance sits

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