Short Deader Poems

Not Superman, but "Super Spreader"
A "Lies & Virus" Double-header
He's heading your way
Tomorrow you'll pay
People we loved could not be deader!*

*220,000 and counting...

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Poetry turns from the common man,
Turns on its arrogant heel,
Stalking away toward the cloistered academe.

Nothing is duller or deader than
Poets unable to feel
Love—or compassion, or dream the lofty dream.

Thus poetry turns from you, from me,
And talks to itself, indulgently,
And nobody hears. Quite understandably....

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Be afraid, be very afraid
When I start to call spade a spade
Be very afraid, be afraid
Excessive amount to be paid

I'm meek but I carry a stick
Battles I fight, the best I pick
Thought my silence would do the trick
Box before "fight" I have to tick

Loathing me is your daily bread
I'll let it pass, that I once said
The words about me that you spread
Spell curse, you're now deader than dead...

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