Welcome to November
Each year’s dying ember —
This one’s extra-seasoned
With rioting unreasoned.
Felons attack the cops?
Break into all the shops!
Won’t bring any change, it’s true
But a pair of Nikes do.
Candidate has lost?
Liquor stores must pay the cost!
Loot! AP decrees
We protest what we seize.
A cross across the chasm
A full year’s dying spasm
We strive to resurrect the myth
That it’s a state we can live with.
Marvelous the illness
Marvelous the cure;
One thing about the present —
For all its faults
It’s pure.
