TRASHED IN A FLASH
by
KEVIN CARROLL
I had my suspicions about you
Even before the package pics,
Such a narcissistic personality,
You’ve always been an egotist.
You thought you were god’s gift
To Congress, the City, the Earth,
Thought you were bullet-proof,
That you could treat people like dirt.
Somehow convinced yourself
That you were oh so hot,
Now you’ll get to wallow in all
You’ll forever have and be not.
You thought you were entitled,
Could get away with being crass,
All you did was toss away a career,
Consigned it to the trash in a flash.
Everyone around you is saying
That you’re now so out of luck,
We’re not letting ourselves be dragged
Down into your self-inflicted muck.
When all the laughter dies away
It will not end up in sorrow,
No one will take pity on you,
There will be no more tomorrows
Time to take up residence in that
Vast unmarked political grave,
The one in which politicians are interred
When a mess of their lives they have made.
