the protest in D.C.

as i watch

the innumerable protests on the street,

angry about

curtailing crime

and homelessness,

it reminds

me of

lemmings

heading toward the cliff,

mindlessly

following the drumbeat

and whistles

of crazy chants,

delirious

with extremists beliefs.

it's not unlike

the scene in Animal House

when the band

follows

the new leader holding the baton

down a dead end

alley,

still playing their instruments

and marching

into a wall.