February 11, 2026Poem

I will push your head

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I will push your head

Down

Into the toilet bowl

Flushed

You will be.

I am the better man

How proud I will be

When I am greater

Than anybody

Who has ever lived

Blonder than Marilyn

Bigger than Elvis

I will carry less guilt

Than Hannibal

Not the one with the elephants

Too much was left to chance

I would ban snow

Flatten mountains

Iradicate problems

Eat brains

With Fava beans

For breakfast

Create

A final solution

From the safety

Of a bunker

Under the ballroom

Be the man

With the golden gun.

Nobody likes weakness

I will stamp you out

Call you names

Be derogatory

About your parents

Your lineage

Your heritage

Without knowing

Anything about you.

I will drown

You in pig shit

It is where you came from

Out of the swamps.

Two-faced retrogrades

With a difference of opinion

I will not

For the life of me

Accept

I will tie you to a tree

Wave the flag about my head

Wrap myself in frenzy

It has served me well

I am a Demigod

As powerful as Hercules

I knew him

As I knew his mother

Too eager to please

It is all I can do

Not to dance on a copy

Of Pilgrim's Progress

It is pointless

When I carry

My salvation

In gold nuggets.

Spiritual growth

Is fake news and

Parables

Are a waste of a good

News story.