They Look Human Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

Drive-by shootings never bother me.
They are cops and robbers and
hooligans in cinema noir fairy tales.

They are no more than TV-mafia
clones where no matter how nice
their families appear they all are scum.

That includes their knowing wives
and grown children.
I developed a profound scorn

for such organized crime families
that every time one is put down, and
they don't merit a fairer description,

that's one less for the law and
time-consuming trials to waste time.
So is the agent orange presidency.

The white trash he is and represents
wouldn't be missed if any of them were
to be put down like the dogs they are.

Only under their artificial hair
they fake faces look human.