Note: Written back before McVeigh's execution for Oklahoma City terrorist bombing.
No fans in hell
McVeigh requesting one now
For hot summer ahead
Can't blow away guilt
Still in remorseless cell
Wanting now to live
No one more undeserving
Laughing at his victims
Feel the heat Tim?
Not of scorching sun
But of burning Hades
Just around the corner
Years torchering victim's families
Only days from over
Cold needle quietly waiting
Ashcroft sealing your fate
Won't be long now
Awakening to victim's faces
Screaming in your ears
This your eternal reward
O.J. your soul mate
No worry being lonely
He'll be along later
You and Lucifer waiting
Copyright © 2001 - 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved
"A poem to me is the essence of any thought,
Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky.
It can fly like no other bird to places never seen,
Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place."
© 2014 Robert William Gruhn
“I get knocked down but I get up again, they aint ever gonna keep me down,”
But I always wind up looking like a toothless bloody clown,
“Late that night I saved the life of Ringo,”
And then I got arrested for almost playing bingo
“I got stripes all around my shoulders, I got chains all around my knees,”
An them sandy Goannas aint having no feed of me,
“Leave him out there in the long yard, do not rush him.”
Be gentle with me when you have your way,
“They went out to search the ranges for the little boy lost,”
And they surely bloody found him later on that day!
Tubthumping by Chumbawumba, I get knocked down.
Lorne Greene’s, Ringo
I got stripes, Jonny Cash
Leave him in the long yard Slim Dusty
Little boy lost Jonny Ashcroft
Tracie ~*~ A solitary sonnetist
Contest Name sing a song for me...
The land I was born in
has been stolen
Has anybody seen it?
The immigration officer asks:
“Nationality and reason for asylum?”
I tell him I am looking for the thief of my land
Do you think he might be kind and return my stolen land to me?
With a Texan accent he says:
“Write a letter to John Ashcroft
And make a copy to George W. Bush.”
I drafted an ad today
And sent it to the media:
“In this Global Village
I am lost
Anybody
Seen
Me?”