Hail to the Chief
Saw his shadow walk across
the river I heard the roar, as
the people called his name;
I also heard cracks as ice split,
saw his shadow drown alone
in floes of driftwood rhetoric;
Saw the disappointed masses,
turned their back on a leader
they said could walk on water.
AucklandPoetry.com presents Poet Resident JAN OSKAR HANSEN on http://OSKAR.AUCKLANDPOETRY.COM
Friday, January 23, 2009
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