The blame and shame shoots mainly at the planes…

(a eulogy for presidential piracy)

Remains the pain
quite near the plane
by villainy
viciously triggered
disingenuously disclaimed
their sons and daughters
for perfidious empires’
while claims
for shattered glass
for tattered torsos
for fractured families
favourite fiends
do blame,
Excused are none
whose martial ties
in torrential
schemes are won.
Without dispute
with stolen oil
no wounds to salve
His ill repute
on foreign soil
without bounds
his shame.


Dr T.P. Wilkinson writes, teaches History and English, directs theatre and coaches cricket in Heinrich Heine’s birthplace, Düsseldorf. He is also the author of Church Clothes, Land, Mission and the End of Apartheid in South Africa (Maisonneuve Press, 2003). Read other articles by T.P..

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