Epstein’s Ghost
It lurks around each corner
at every stop he makes
In front of every camera
from the time he wakes
It’s everywhere he travels
each place he tries to hide
A friend of old, who’ll always be
right there by his side
He wants us to forget him
but he won’t go away
That pedophilic friend of his
with whom he used to play
It’s just too bad for Donald
Epstein’s ghost is like a spy
Hiding in each victim
he will never, ever die
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
