A public-service announcement that begins
with the word Ho! I like that.
And free groceries—no food stamps, even.
Also the soundtrack: hills that sing,
myrtle and cypress that applaud
while I down my milk and bread and wine.
But the glorified truth of it all
is I don’t quite trust it—not as national policy.
Soon everyone else will be showing up
and wanting some, and that gets thorny.
(We’ve been over this!) My thought, anyway.
Forgive me if I’ve worded things incorrectly.
Kingdom Poets to find out more about him.