he was senseless in bed
she arranged the pillow around his head
it was a confusing day
no one had much to say
either the easy way or the hard way
was what he had last said
now everyone rejoiced that he was really dead
in this pleasant land
this Greenland land
where the natives danced and sang
and a church bell rang
then millions more began to ring
globally celebrations under the sheets
happy marchers in the main and side streets
dogs and cats no longer being eaten
immigrants no longer being beaten
the pillow was stained orange with sweat
and yet
the bands played with such joyful surprise
that all those lies
would be given an urgent moment to reconsider
what they had intended to do
now that truth was shining thru.
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