On the train, he reads the paper glancing at the headline
about the nineteen year old boy who brought
a city to its knees until they found him
hiding in a boat.
And then American won again, the way we always promise
we will win.
He reads parts of the article aloud
whistling low and long
at the hours that it took to find
this nineteen year old boy.
Boy oh boy, he says,
and whistles again.
Boy oh boy. What a country.
and then flips to the back
Lots of sports on tonight, he says.
Lots of good ballgames
good old american games.
Thank God, eh? He says to no one.