Tuesday, February 02, 2010
The Literary Process of Government*
When they came for my neighbor
and led him away after
shoving panties on his head...
I said nothing
When they came for my friend
and forced a bra over his
alligator shirt,
I kept quiet
Now they’re in my doorway waving
a pink nightie.
Inspired by Guantanamo anecdotes
(or Mock On, Voltaire, Rousseau!)
Labels: Guantanamo
