by Anne G. Davies
We won’t have Bush to kick around any more
Which comes as a grand epiphany
If the stock market weren’t in the doldrums
I’d get a bauble from Cartier or Tiffany.
The list of his sins is quickly compiled
As are their repercussions
Such as blighted foreign relations
With Europe, Asia, the Russians.
The inexcusable Iraq adventure
With its “mission accomplished” bravado
An exercise in macho indulgence
By our Lone Star desperado.
Wrecking the Justice Department
Declaring war on science
Making the Oval Office a fortress
That treats subpoenas with defiance.
Degrading public discourse
From civil to cantankerous
Poisoning contacts with Congress
Which have never been so rancorous
Riding roughshod on habeas corpus
Flouting the Geneva Convention
Wiretapping fellow Americans,
Deserve our special attention.
The aftermath of his onslaught
Will haunt us for generations,
Ample time for historians
To confirm our condemnations.
He leaves this land a darker place
Its honor sadly diminished
I see but one redeeming grace:
His ruinous reign is finished.
Anne G. Davies is a fund-raising writer by profession and a writer and versifier by avocation. Her work has been published in local and regional papers. She lives in Lexington, Massachusetts.
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