Enter the Kingdom

“Give me your poor…”

for we’re “the land of the free…”

But wait, that is only

if you bow before me

Eat of my feast

and drink of my wine

Close your eyes, be blind,

it will all be fine

Let me spoon feed you

Don’t think for yourselves

Books are decorative items

to line our shelves

I will publish only

What I want you to know

If people don’t like it,

then they can go

I run this ship

and the deck is spit-spot

My Cabinet is full now

the spots were all bought

I will end all research

And close our gates

We will all go to church

And leave it to fate.

I look in the huu-ge mirror

And gee, don’t I look great

It’s time to go deliver

Another speech filled with hate.

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Tears in my Coffee

The bitterness of the coffee grounds
permeates my throat
the seething liquid is cauterizing
leaving me to lie here and nearly choke
At the thought of unity
in a time where none exists
The cream has curdled and soured
And now only memories persist
for a HOPE of a better tomorrow
has already come and gone
And America’s been nothing more than a foolish pawn
Won over by gibberish and propaganda
Filled with oppression, disrespect, and hate
Now you want me to reach over the aisle and grab your hand to shake???

While you would have rather chopped off your limbs
Over the past 8 years, than to improve our lot.
I can offer no condolences for a battle that has left us in a state of pure distraught.
Fighting for a cause or for those without a voice
Would be something I could believe in
Rather you throw us blindfolds
As we are tossed into the Lions den.
There is no more balance
the scales are tipped so far to the right
Your tyrannical escapades
Have blocked the dying light.
Hope has faded to darkness
clear the coffee clouds from my mind
They were the the imaginings of an idealist
That had dreamed for people to be kind
Why even think that the devout could overcome
The fog of Ignorance and blithe
A shroud has descended and
The dark ages readies it’s schythe