Stephen Wylie

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Villanelle from Hell

We've no cause for celebration,
For surely you can see,
We're a messed-up kind of nation.

There's a general consternation,
Amid mutual hypocrisy,
We've no cause for celebration.

There's no verbal constipation,
So the bullshit's flowing free,
We're a messed-up kind of nation.

They use no rational consideration,
And so thus I can foresee,
No cause for celebration.

They're hell-bent on confrontation,
Won't hear moderation's plea,
We're a messed-up kind of nation.

This war-dog Administration
Call mob rule democracy;
We've no cause for celebration,
We're a messed-up kind of nation.

Submitted: Saturday, April 26, 2014

Topic of this poem: fashion

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My first villanelle, and probably last, but I thought I'd give it a go. Current news is a major downer.

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