Scapegoat

Barely human, he sickens you
as he asks for a dollar in the name of your Savior.
Him; the blame for all the problems
our infallible country has.

He sleeps under a bridge,
drinking cheap booze
just to stay warm,
maybe a little to hide.

Hunt this monster down,
a sacrifice
to the gods of decency,
and the disciples of denial.

It is all so surreal because not so long ago
under the layers of dirt and shame and shaggy beard
he was a son, a brother, a neighbor, a friend
until the world collapsed and he fell in




and became a shadowy demon.




Burn all the effigies the masses have chosen
to be the source of all the problems!!!
It is easier than actually doing
anything to fix them.

Be careful, though,
because, who knows
when the effigy they choose
might look like you?