Poetry by Jamie McKenzie



The four demons of the Apocalypse

Some regimes
Just like diapers
Trash
Or dirty laundry
Need changing
From time to time
Smelling bad
And reeking of corruption
They must move on
Disappear
And cease to be

And so this Vladmir Putin
An ugly small man
This menace
Scourge
And enemy of all that is decent
Must go
Retire
And give it all up
Must walk away in shame
After starting a senseless war
Invading a peaceful neighbor
Killing innocents
Mothers
Babies
And grandmas
Shelling hospitals
Schools
And apartment buildings
Sending young men and women
To do his dirty work
Carry out his war crimes
All to restore a failed empire
To some mistaken sense of former glory

Delusional
Obsessed
And incompetent
The man is criminally insane
His hands dripping with blood
His soul a rotten mass of writhing worms
And so
He will dance forever alongside Hitler, Stalin and Mussolini
As they suffer the worst tortures
Hades might offer
The four demons of the Apocalypse





































© Jamie McKenzie, all rights reserved.

Back to Poetry Index