by Raymond Nat Turner
Drone Man’s
Set to do drive-bys,
With the world divided
Between “NO” and “HELL NO!”
Crack Cocaine Flick
by Raymond Nat Turner
Swear to me this is
Just a terrible film,
A video I can
Eject or push the
“On” button “Off” on.
Assure me that its
Clumsy plot and one
Dimensional, shallow
Characters will vanish,
If I exercise my finger!
In this flick, Drone Man’s
Set to do drive-bys,
With the world divided
Between “NO” and “HELL NO!”
Still, he, his handlers,
Hype-men, et al, Wall
Street gangs—gangbangers
In Brooks Bros. Suits—
And saggin’ seniors are
Grabbin’ their crotches
And twerkin’ Sunday
Talk shows, shouting “Yes,
We can; Si se puede!”
Rewinding, I find
Drone Man didn’t lie—
He just omitted
A word from “Regime
Change you can believe in…”
Raymond Nat Turner can be contacted at upsurgejazz.com.
Raymond Nat Turner © 2013 All Rights Reserved
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