Burnt Toast, Vietnam, The President Hung In Effigy Poem by Ted Sheridan

Abraham, Martin, John
Bush, Obama, and Saddam

My voice had become useless
Disturbing a power induced reality
When talking in my sleep
Dreams of you burning in effigy
Toppling your bronze image
Water boarded me tortuously
As my eyes rolled back in my head
To a time when I was the hero
In charge of my own destiny
Forgiving my inappropriate ellipses…
You should know Mr. President
Men like me cling to the American Dream

T.S.2010 ©