On the fall of Stephen Kevin Bannon



So long then, Steve Bannon
You went too far, right?
Does anyone believe in you now?

And when you took that appointment
Did you ask yourself
“Has the world gone mad?”

When Icarus flew
Too close to the sun
The wax in his wings
Melted.

You, who are nothing but words,
All trite, and insincere
Could not give Donald
The words required.
You wanton fool,
Not melted, fired.




Marek Ziebart, London 2017

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