A Portrait of George Zimmerman
A Portrait of George Zimmerman
By Elton Camp
It was the meeting room of the local KKK
Genii, Hydras, Titans, Furies present that day
The Grand Cyclops was to direct the meet
So he had already donned his white sheet
A Confederate battle flag was on display
A sign declared, “God bless James Earl Ray”
A picture of robed men and flaming cross
Showed, of fair play, they had a total loss
The infamous “N” word was bandied about
Of their sentiments, there can be no doubt
“Brothers, robe up so the meeting can begin”
The Grand Cyclops’ words activated the men
From a cabinet, their robes they withdrew
White hoods pulled over their heads too
Onstage, an American flag hung from a pole
Hands on hearts, they reverently did extol
With the Klavern members all properly regaled
The Grand Cyclops, minority groups assailed
Jews, blacks, Catholics, gays got a drubbing
“All these filthy critters need a good scrubbing.”
Sending blacks to Africa, the Grand Cyclops advocated
And told how their “uppity ways” he so intensely hated
“Brothers, we now have a new model who we praise.”
From a picture, a concealing cloth he did raise
A photo of a man with cuts on the back of his head
“God bless George Zimmerman,” the caption read
The whole Klavern clapped and with a frenzied shout
Showed they had a new hero they could rave about
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