599 Dictator Diction ( 5-16-16) ( Go to 580 for search words

The strident cadence
of the hissing syntax
of the slithering serpent.
The mini god’s constant
re-reference to His
near divine worthiness.
The repeated “I”.
The ever inflated
adjetives of self,
promising what
He Thinks
He Knows
we need.

These predict a speakers
aptitude for personal
at the expense of
His followers.

Heed the hidden venom
pumping through His heart,
by listening, closely,
to His lies,
as promises disguised.
Hear, in fear,
the echoed roars
of your countrymen,
your neighbors,
as they,
legs spread,
become His whores.

About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2020 and it's 72! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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