Beggars Night

Beggars Night

It must be Halloween.
There are little boys marching
through my neighborhood,
fondling their guns,
wearing grown men costumes—
Junior dressed as a Brownshirt,
little Eric as a Proud Boy.

They want us to be as frightened
as they are. I give them candy
but can’t keep a straight face.
Their corporate sponsored
goodie bags have pre-ripped holes
yet they blame everybody else
for losing their treats.


(I voted this morning. How about you? With just two weeks until Election Day, if you haven’t voted yet, better make a plan and stick to it. Only with a massive turnout will we be able to overcome post-election shenanigans.)

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15 Responses to Beggars Night

  1. JeanMarie says:

    Still a scary picture

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  2. Sumyanna says:

    Oh, love this. We voted this weekend.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. jupitergrant says:

    Hear hear. I’m not able to vote in your elections of course, but I am watching with anticipation and a whole lot of hope x

    Liked by 1 person

    • I must admit, I feel more anxiety than anticipation but we’ll try to do the right thing.

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      • jupitergrant says:

        Yes, it’s anxiety ridden due to what happened in 2016- it was such a shock. It was the same here with Brexit a few months prior to Trump – a lot of us were absolutely floored when we woke up and heard the result! Here’s hoping it’ll be good news next week 🤞

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      • I visited Scotland just a few weeks after the Brexit vote and the shock was palatable even for a Yank. At least it helped me explain the popularity of Trump when folks asked me how someone like him could get so far.

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  4. Susi Bocks says:

    My ballot was received today!!

    Liked by 1 person

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