The Summer of '24
Summer is ochre glass glowing
rainbow lawn chairs stretching out
fireworks are already blowing
fireflies are flashing about.
Black roses are once again parched
the weeds never seem to mind
that peace has turned into a watering can
with rusted-out holes in its side.
Vampire Iran is sniffing out Israeli veins
Xi buzzards are circling the lotus Taiwan
Putin is feeding on the flesh of Ukraine
Nuclear wizards are waving their wands.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2024
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