Evil is Conquered
©11-07-2020, Olan L. Smith
There's a great rejoicin' in the cities of this here nation
And the tweets of this wicked President are no more heard
In this here great land. Why the white hooded gangsters
Of the south will no more show their faces in public,
And the militias, whys they're a scurrying back to the holes
From whence they've come, and the voice of evil has once
More been silenced. It is all be-case the votes of the good
People have spoken, causin' great joy in the land of decency.
(This is written in the voice of an anonymous poet who wrote "The Rifle of Crocket.")
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Poems from the Quill, by Olan L. Smith
Poetry"Poems from the Quill" is where I place current works that don't fall into other collections. It is here you will find obscure poems that range from constraint to free-verse. I began this collection as a contest entry, years ago, for what was then t...
