Colorado Poet Robert Cooperman ~ “Governor McCann of the Great State of . . . “
Governor McCann of the Great State of . . .
Justifies the Murder of a Little Boy:
The Second American Civil War
By Colorado Poet Robert Cooperman
Narration By Roger Netzer
You think I wanted to kill that kid?
Five years old and almost as cute
as Baby Jesus. But his old man—
a leader of Society for Progressive
Change—left me no choice: issued
a statement that they’d never surrender
for the good of our Christian country.
I had to act, or look weak. So the war
continues until we wipe them out.
Who thought they’d give us so much fight:
liberals, Jews, blacks, and illegals,
and before this war started, terrified
to look at a gun, let alone fire one.
But they have, and more accurate than
I’d have given them credit for. So now,
I’m taking heat on two fronts: from snipers,
IEDs, car bombs, and sneak attacks;
and from biddies who’d donated their last
cookie jar dollars to our righteous cause,
but now are calling me a child murderer,
as if I’d blasted away at that little boy.
I delegated that hard necessity
to a state trooper whose loyalty I trusted:
getting his brother off meth cooking charges,
and giving his toothless white trash daddy
a job that involved collecting a pay check
and whittling on his front porch all day.
Worst, my mistress refuses to invite me
into the little love nest I set up for her,
from state coffers. I bet she’s not alone.
And that brat stands by my bed at night,
stares like he knows how best to get at me.