Dirty Celebration
Their victorious voice peal:
“We’ve grandly struck a deal!
In many ways now real
And worth a struck whisky seal!”
But their joy others don’t feel,
Dead sure that they often steal
And wounds inflict that don’t heal;
Victims prayer: his skin doesn’t peel
The worst of them, their O’Neil
Violence long the ticket for a meal,
And a means of arousing zeal.
Copyright © Chinedum Ekwobi | Year Posted 2022
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