On and Gone and Smiles All the Way

So it goes, so it goes,
Vonnegut, his rhythm flows,
Down the stairs, a deadly show,
He laughs and so he goes.

Twenty-seven gone today,
Drowned in wood and something sharp,
About the killer, all l’ll say,
I hope he’s eaten yet.

Lend no thought to where they rest,
Floorboards, dust, it matters not,
Back to nowhere, where they came,
They go on just the same.

Little girls that walk the fields,
God only knows they wouldn’t choose,
To go so soon, so loud and quick,
But Hirohito’s mighty stick,
Doth prod them into fates unknown,
Oh, how high he should be blown!
But children live to do his own,
And so he stays, so he stays,
So warm, his little throne.

Perched upon them, thrones galore,
Millions softly keeping score,
Tallies of the ear alone,
With eyes so wary turned in fright,
To string their thoughts a bit too tight,
And oh so high in passive flight,
All fell without a single flap,
Smiles sunk deep in frothing lips,
While the audience just screams and claps,
Encore! Encore! Suicide show!
So it goes, so it goes.

Christ child, Nixon, so it goes,
Vonnegut, his rhythm flows,
Staircase funfare, nukes and warfare,
We scream or laugh and go.

A pretty girl’s explosive strap,
Fat ol’ Jap, writes the rules,
Humans cheap, jewels run steep,
Guess which one he spent.

On and Gone and Smiles All the Way

Breathe

Joined January 2008

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Inspired by Slaughterhouse-five.

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