Walk of
Shame
Today you
were caught.
The
paparazzi snapped
their
cameras with each step.
The
ongoing affair you had
and
declared a hoax
for nearly
a year,
which you
denied
publicly
was met with
the hard
truth. Lying
Comes
easily to you
just as
you touted snake oil
cures just
as you hopped
from bed
to bed, less
a desire
to fill the deep
emptiness
where love
Belongs
but as a mirror
of you power. You
were
accustomed to money
solving
such problems by
paying off
your former
wives and
mistresses
In
exchange they would
Remain
silent. This Is why
the
country is in a fever
to see you
walk to Air Force 1
As you
wear a mask and your last
night’s
presidential uniform
Your head
bowed
reluctantly
waving to
the
witnesses, to the word.
Where you
finally acknowledge
The
coronavirus is
A cruel,
vengeful mistress.
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