[Newspoetry] Timid Johnson, Senator, South Dakota

[DL Emerick]

Oh, what do they say, in your head,
Timid Johnson, those moral spirits?
 
Do they tell you use utility calculus,
figuring where your best chances are,
to stay in the Senate?  Oh, ego is vanity,
and the desire to stay in power is ego.
 
What is the end of power you so wield?
You have no morals, you have no loves,
except for yourself, your miscreancy,
your craven crawling after your vanity.
 
You worship the ground you walk upon,
and your own shadow gives you delight,
as if it follows you faithfully in love,
with an image of you that you cast to it.
 
Oh, even your shadow is ashamed of you.
It would not come out at night, you know,
and now, it dreads following you around,
because you are so unworthy of its shade.
 
Yes, you are a man now with no shadow,
a face that looks into a mirror in vain,
and finds that there is no image there,
no profile of you remains alive to lead.
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