Bushwacked

by T.P. Wilkinson / December 2nd, 2018

his father loved the Nazis
but really only money
his family loved all fascists
but really only honey
the kind of juice
that comes from sleuths
who steal both near
and far
to breed a dunce
much more than once
from Maine by choice
Arkansas by chance
even Honolulu
by circumstance
And may Reagan
take the blame
he shares bipartisan
all fame
for four grim decades
people died
because unpunished
his father also lied.

T.P. Wilkinson, Dr. rer. pol. writes, teaches History and English, directs theatre and coaches cricket between the cradles of Heine and Saramago. He is author of Unbecoming American: A War Memoir and also Church Clothes, Land, Mission and the End of Apartheid in South Africa. Read other articles by T.P..

This article was posted on Sunday, December 2nd, 2018 at 8:04am and is filed under Poetry.