President of the World
dreamed 2009/10/19 by Wayan
I dream a Congolese novelist cooks
up a what-if political knot: at last the House of Saud is caught funneling billions to murderous crooks. Mobs rush their mansion walls; Even the Bushes won't answer calls. Now who'll run Arabia? Egyptians rush in,
The inland tribes (who scorn this Earth
Arabia's neighbors may, appalled,
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So in the book, modern and fairly sane
coastal majorities rule each wedge; Wahhabi goatherder gun-nuts no more get to kick around the civil edge. Sure, those desert rats'll loathe the shore
Poison stew. But any mess, despite
Enjoy your Princely House in hell. |
But just the dream of a novelist!
I look up from his book, to find I sit on a curb downtown, still just a bit in shock at the news, as friends inquire "Wayan, how are you takin' it?"
ideas old mass democracy had! And won
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How am I? Well, all I've done so far
is obsessively clean my nails. They are quite grubby, but I better scour profounder soul-crevasses, if I hope to rightly use my year in power.
for a race change either. But perhaps
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