Deep State Man - for Dick

Deep state man
The butcher of Iraq
War monger VP
At 84 is now gone.
But the world he made
His profit on
Bombed and broken
All divided still
Remains.

One down, millions to go,
The great swamp drains.
One by one
In steps and stages
The rotting flesh 
Of its corruption
Exposed 
Until only bones 
Remain.

(11/4/25)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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