The True Patriot's Laughter

The True Patriot’s laughter When he opens his mouth to laugh Displaying his precise dental order He laughs like Angels in divine abode Preparing to bring rainfall to the earth When the patriot laughs in the morning The clouds descend slowly and listen Then open their pipes as Angels sing In the morning all is cool, quiet and wet The words of a patriot to the nation Bring cool breeze to bored creatures Leaves that listen sway with peace Like tadpoles souls of men swim in joy And when the patriot kicks the bucket He does so with sweet silent laughter Humans, animals, insects, trees, shadows Mourn his departure and celebrate his life