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.