When The Great Errs - Poem by Oskar Hansen
When the Great Errs
They fall hard the mighty...when they do fall.
Yet, they are often able to get up, look around
for legal help (the best mind, no less.)
Wing clipped perhaps, but the public is amazingly
forgiven. And there will articles extolling
the famous person’s attributes.
The victim, character assassinated and forgotten,
or paid off; if lucky given fifteen minutes of glory
before sinking back to anonymity.
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