by Richard Meyer
Look! Deep inside the devil’s den
nest bankers, lawyers, businessmen
who weave a diabolic spell
that leads us blindly down to hell.
But they’ll not share our fiery fate
because they’ll own the real estate.
We’ll pay to keep the furnace fed
and they will watch from overhead.
From heaven they will rule the horde,
for I suspect they own the Lord.
Richard Meyer, a former English and humanities teacher, lives in the family home his father built in Mankato, a city at the bend of the Minnesota River. His poems have appeared in various print and online publications, including Able Muse, 14, SCR, The Flea, and The Classical Outlook.
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