Eureka's sky does ominous so well!

The unswerving day makes orderly retreat

Down C Street, where mean hubcaps cast a spell

From 101, subwoofers on the beat.

Around the world the headlines bask like snakes

And barely give a rattle as we pass.

"It's only politics, for heavens sakes

And what's that got to do with us?" The glass

Shrieks murder as a Jugend throws a brick

Across the stage. The audience grows pale

As memory scans the files and makes its pick:

"We know what happened next to Mr. Hale.. "

"The sun will rise". Stage Nazis do not fight.

Outiside, Duterte's thugs take back the night.