Treacherous Hump

the treacherous hump weighed down
with beefy neck, feigning spurs, calling
hate love,
light dark,
pain peace,
gimping about with legless breath,
harnessing the populous with viciousness
as they lap down on his fiery dirty bowls
of mouth water
saliva bleeding,
gums rotting
teeth cracked with grease
and tainted eggs -- nothing to behold,
no hope or aspiration
just blasphemy and contempt
a kingdom of lies that burn, burn, burn
as the nation
tears at skin and the old ways
of a generation long past
buried beneath the poisonous
sod slumping and moaning for true love --
something of which he knows nothing of,
and never will.