The Decider
During Mr. Bush’s speech, he pounded his fist
To punctuate a stance he was taking. I don’t remember
Exactly what he was saying, but as he talked
He looked at the crowd as if they were
extraterrestrials, and his voice cracked and slowed,
as if speaking to a deaf person, or a roomful
of schoolchildren, and he looked at his fist
and raised it high in the air, like Hilter
in an old newsreel, and told us not to
worry, he was “The Decider”.
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