ELECTION OF DONALD TRUMP / ISSUE 5: Poets In Unity - Responses to the Election of Donald Trump / POETRY

“November 8” by Black Hamlet

Lord, what fools these mortals be,
anathema to silent groves,
cacophonous dichotomies

who argue in soliloquies
as if they can become, bestow
a Lord. What fools these mortals be.

More bark than branches in their trees,
truncated roots and seeds that sow
cacophonous dichotomies

that pollinate naught but the breeze
who only speaks to those who know.
Lord, what fools these mortals be.

Believing lions, though more like sheep,
they wander through these green chateaux,
cacophonous dichotomies

who cannot hear above their own sad bleats.
All verdancy a curse for such as those.
Lord, what fools these mortals be,
cacophonous dichotomies.

 


Black Hamlet lives and writes in Laguna Hills, California. Previously a resident of Pasadena, California, and Sydney, Australia, Black Hamlet is an unapologetic and incorrigible writer of truth and other human fabrications.

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