His is a song everyone
may want to hear, a song
irresistible that lures the deplorables
to leap onboard in droves.
Though the toll is ever-mounting,
it’s a song nobody challenges
because anyone who has heard it
has died or refuses to remember.
Shall I tell you his secret, and if I do,
would you pay me my fee
so I can gain notoriety
and win a Pulitzer Prize?
© 2020, Kenneth Koziol. All rights reserved.
