Canonized

The gaslighting of a gaslit nation
was dialed way up when at last
his satanic presence had passed;

       was dialed up the day
       a man who'd made devastation
                     his life's depraved mission
       had  “following a lengthy illness”
                                   finally transitioned

and it was cranked up
       to what seemed like eleven
when surreal reverential displays
              of wholesale historical revision

       took front centre stage
              as the fiction-spinning stars
       of an in-your-face parade
              of despicably fanciful eulogies;

took centre stage for as long and as far
as the mercifully deceased
       incomparable  warmongering beast

                     was honoured and lionized
                            as a warrior for peace.


Swathed in layers
       of still-damp-with-drool
                                   sanctifying praise
       unspooled
              from insufferably effusive
                     impossibly fawning tributes

                                   his body lay in state

a five-star send-off
              for the great czar of hate
as whitewashing  patriotic cant
                     was broadcast ad nauseam
and fetishized flags  flew at half-mast

       --- war's deplorable
       untiring champion had finally passed


and long before the adoring
intensely contemptible  adulatory hordes
of homage-paying sycophants had filed by
and his lustrous casket had been lowered

       and the thundering salute had boomed
       from the last of the black-barreled guns

the Prince of Darkness had already thrown
a welcome-home bash  for his favorite son.

 

From his lofty perch near the top of the earth, Korvus observes the whirling world of humans, with equal parts wonder, disgust, and amusement. Korvus is the author of the unpublished book "RED PILL POEMS: The Poetry of Empire, Politics and Power" and may be reached at ravenzroost@protonmail.com Read other articles by Korvus.