Two Different Men
 
The Dictator tells silly jokes
come playtime at the evening bath
(suds splatter him). Soft fingers poke
his first-born's chin: they laugh.
 
The Hero picks his chiselled nose
(some hours since, he struck the winner).
Resplendent in designer clothes,
he sets one place for dinner.

Kevin Saving

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