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Poetry Politics

Obama’s Yellow Stripes



Obama doesn’t give a whisk of integrity about Isis.


Each head that rolls is a constellation of death,

A permanent world riding,


A forgotten exercise in cruelty,

An irretrievable murder,

A horror so unspeakable that cruelty shouts


His Arabic enemy name

Like a tongue we cut off in a horse’s mouth

Like death permanent and indefatigable.


Let the heads roll,

Says Obama,

As he withdraws from Iraq and red lines

In Syria


And drops his reticent weakness on our saddened allies.

Obama is the first black man I’ve witnessed

Who is a coward.


The red lines are yellow stripes on his back.

The Jews who voted for him are sewing their own

Stripped pajamas.

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About the author

David Lawrence

David Lawrence

David Lawrence has a Ph.D. in literature. He has published over 200 blogs, 600 poems, a memoir “The King of White-Collar Boxing,” several books of poems, including “Lane Changes.” Both can be purchased on He was a professional boxer and a CEO. Last year he was listed in New York Magazine as the 41st reason to love New York.

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