The Murder Of A President Poem by DM W

Flags unfurling
Beneath crystal blue skies.
Cheering crowds
& docile birds.

Snakes hiss in the grass.

The wind whispers its warnings.

Suddenly a shadow descends
& bullets jostle the skull's quietus.

Screaming crowds & screeching birds.

These fragments stain the memory.

Fear grips God's ' anointed' nation.

The ' sacred' is shattered by the profane.

Even now the eyes of the world
Are still watching closely; frame by frame.