The Idiocy

Cut the bullshit. Never mind
If your goddammed gods are mine.
Worship whomever you like,
But vote without violence.

"While I'm inside this darkness
I can see no difference
Between death" and what I see.
Your anonymous masks me.

Here I am. Wo bist du? Hier
Bin ich. Love lives in the end,
I believe, even as lives
Led in the Teutenkreuz dance

Jerk and gibber to the end
Of their Owl Creek Bridge gibbets.
The bonfires on Maidan Square
May rise, may confuse us all,

As the streets of Homs confuse,
As the packed squares of Cairo,
As Red Square, as singing throngs
Of the free Rus confused

Us, but god and godless, each
And every one, I will trust
In universal suffrage
Before I trust any one.