The Atoll

Miguel (cont.)
Hands on has always been my fatal flaw
As bad I jeopardised son Felix life
Accepting wedding invitations sent
By Dees efficient wedding planner charmed
As bad I left security to her
Thus dragging innocent folk into risk
As bad I kept the favelas sty grim
As bad I kept the country building debt
As bad I brought the world its cholera
All tidal waves and quakes and droughts my fault
Down on knees I must give apology
Hector
Stand up now Miguel youre incoherent
Yourself pull back in one harmonious piece
Already Atlas shoulders wear the world
A bungling bureaucrat is what you are