Down Falls The Tyrant Poem by Michael Pruchnicki

Down Falls The Tyrant



Worthy of a sonnet or an ode
don't you think? I asked
the worthy citizen in rags
pushing a grocery cart
brimming with trash
down the dirt road-
all concrete and asphalt
long gone in the aftermath
of a great catastrophe.

The citizen screwed up
rheumy-red eyes at me
grinning a toothless smile

'Have a taste, mate? '

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