by Richard Wakefield

He hunkered in his bunker “for inspection”
and then emerged to quell the insurrection.
His minions gassed a pathway through the rubble.
The arms he took against a sea of trouble?
A borrowed Bible, surely apotropaic,
held Heston-like aloft to look Mosaic.
His message to his lackeys was “Adore me!”
and “Thou shalt have no other gods before me!”