Mickey Mouse is weeping
There seems so much left to do.
Tolerance has become a past tense
Compassion and Love four letter words.
Mickey Mouse is weeping
News reports Minnie, Cinderella and Pluto
Are AWOL after overdosing
On one too many prescription pain pills.
Mickey Mouse is weeping
Hosing splayed guts off a disco ball.
Bloody reflections mingle with soggy glitter
Across a mirrored dance floor.
Mickey Mouse is weeping
Thankfully on Bourbon Street again
Tears are washing men
Grind on sweating men
And strong backed women tongue
Each other’s warm wet cunts.
Mickey Mouse is weeping
In Georgia I read a senator is preaching
Asking voters to pray for sudden death
To strike his nigger president.
Massacred on a twittered landscape
No change from the white washed Capitol
No half-mast rainbow flags
No God blessing to end this hate.
Mickey Mouse is weeping
I’m in Gettysburg climbing Cemetery Hill.
Trying to make some sense of it all
Shivering with a Rebel’s yell.
Mickey Mouse is weeping
New England stays the same.
Second home owners are bawling
As they tan beside their pools
No more money for taxes to repair
Public worn out schools.
Yes Sir
Mickey Mouse is weeping
And I am no wiser than before.
A loaded rifle sits beside a child
Sleeping in my arms.
