for Obama, a swell chap he may have been or may yet be <br /> <br />Strike! And you sign your own death warrant! <br /> Wild men’ll come a-gunning avenge their own god <br />Is that wart on Fa-ling line: Death by Fire-Shot? <br /> <br />Come they’ll too clad in black: King and President <br /> All muttering under breath: « The Old Sod! » <br />Strike! And you sign your own death warrant! <br /> <br />You’ll have time to rue what a lone strike meant <br /> Your shores were never at stake nor your Lord <br />Is that wart on Fa-ling line: Death by Fire-Shot? <br /> <br />Those who build iron walls know they can’t hunt <br /> Must the World be sacrificed for one god? <br />Strike! And you sign your own death warrant! <br /> <br />When d’you strike back for the Sandyhook Lent <br /> The NRA strikes back and call you: « Sod » <br />Is that wart on Fa-ling line: Death by Fire-Shot? <br /> <br />Be the Statesman and make every word count <br /> Bring the toddler gods to the feet of God <br />Strike! And you sign your own death warrant! <br />Is the wart on Fa-ling line: Death by Fire-Shot?<br /><br />T (no first name) Wignesan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/villanelle-strike-and-you-sign-your-own-death-warrant/
