The Hyena Howl Poem by Sara Militello

The Hyena Howl

Countless uncouth systems, rites, beliefs
vie with those who shriek 'relief! '
Amid the debris and dearth of a forgotten ideal
the new hilarity is a-twiddle on gorse ‘n' bog:

Crassness is on a spree when even aristocracy
sinks into a sea of mediocrity
or when power becomes the only known advantage
crushing the courageous in a sea of inequity'

There is then no noble duty to perform
nor peer on the sole sitting jury
as Man in its pseudo-glory
draws inexorably toward Count Gory.

Laughing all the way...

April 27,1993