You say, “Sunshine kills the stink of corruption.”
“Bullshit,” I say,
because I see the scoundrels
crawl into the tiniest mold in the most diseased
grass and proceed to live virulently. We need you,
but you should gain humility, understanding
that it appears that god is sending more thugs
than the good guys could possibly lock up. You
should go back to your street, get back to work,
and understand that you are not in charge
of sunshine, the world is very stinky, and even
God’s sun has done little to stop that. Your claim
of victory looks silly next to humanity’s battlefield.