Poetry 2013 / Volume 44

Our Father — Howard Winn

who are in Disneyland.
hallowed be thy name,
thy Kingdom come,
thy will be done
in Wonderland
with blessed Mickey,
Minnie, Donald and Goofy,
history sacrosanct
and candied like apples
or Mr. and Ms.
We dream of the Magic Kingdom,
flags forever waving.
Speak to us,
oh sacred dead Walt,
we discover you
through thy divine
creations,
the seven dwarfs,
the virgin Snow White.
We hiss the evil queen,
step-mother from hell.
We know the martyred nephew,
sacrificed
on the altar of
investments and Wall Street.
What does the Board of Directors
want?
Are the investors happy?
Shall they inherit the earth?
Will a superhero now purchased
come to the rescue?
What of Pixar
or the Muppets?

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