[Z]
Z is for Folly. Z is for Blindness.
The president who acts thus plays the Fool.
His walk-on has Kyiv in its sights, like cool.
A walk gone zigzag, stranger to kindness.
Laugh at him, he’ll shoot you out of the skies,
a streak of Z flames for no good reason.
You question his script? So, what’s your poison?
All in the delivery, zillions of lies.
Z too, was class clown turned president
inheritor of the oblast Wormwood
inventor of the stunt where he dams the gash
knows it’s for keeps, infinite incidents
go nowhere fast as only farces could
stare at the end, the Z, the dead, the crash.
Image: ST(Z)P WAR. Graffiti in Shoreditch High Street, London, made by Matt Brown and posted here at The Londonist: https://londonist.com/london/art-and-photography/ukraine-street-art
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