the old
washed
up rocker says,
before the concert,
in front
of his geriatric followers,
singing with his hoarse
voice
some ancient song
that you no longer
recognize.
the actor
too. dumb as a rock,
reading
from cue cards
what he has to say,
screaming and ranting
with veins
popping out of his neck.
both of them
hyperventilating
before being driven
off into the sunset in their
limousines.
you used to love them
until they
opened their mouths
and heard what they had to say.
and now.
why don't they go away?
take their hate and disappear.
why don't
they leave
the country that
made them millionaires
a hundred times
over?
why, why do they stay?
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