Thursday, January 6, 2022

A year ago…

 This happened a year ago, and…

Stand By

 

I told you stand by

And the time is now

March to the Hill

No, run, come strong 

I’ll meet you there.

 

They stole my win

Now give them hell

And Georgia had the nerve

To elect a Black and a Jew

This is no time for you to be weak.

 

Wave the flag, the one they hate

Fly mine high, I am your king
Bring guns and bombs and MAGA hats
Tie a noose and make them quake
Trash their office and get Pence too.


Don’t worry ‘bout the law

I AM the law

You’ll have time

To buck and to wild 

Before I, the law, send in the law.

 

Oh my, look what you did

You busted, bum-rushed 

And closed everything down.

Proud boys and patriots

Wow, you all did me proud.

 

They killed but one

A martyr we'll make

For now your job's done 

Leave now, go home

And go with my love.

 

My face, name and words

All over the news

This is all my master plan

Don't have to tweet,

Post to the book or IG.

 

It can’t get worse

Or so they think

Two weeks to go, so much to do

Just stand by and watch

The best to come..

1/7/2021


Blood On Your Hands

The man gets his jollies off.  Plain and simple.  He gets it off with every death and suffering with the pandemic.  He gets it off with the mayhem in DC.  

Months ago, he told them to stand by and today he called them in, telling them to show strength and march to the hill.  And they did.  

And when he was done pleasuring, he told them to go home and that he loved them, the same "good people." 

The worst part is he is allowed to get away with it, time and time again.  

When will he be stopped?

1/6/2021


These Not So Hallowed Halls

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In our memory is seared,
The House defiled, a horrific act
But desecrated, no, sacred it's not.

More hollowed than hallowed,
More holey than holy
The people's house, but not for me
People there don't look much like me. 

Your holy book by which you follow
Constitution not writ for me
Your Acts made law, but not for me
Too many grooves within your walls.

Amended with 13th, we freed you for sure
Gave you the vote, isn't that of note?
Civil Rights Act, that's not enough?
Affirmative Action, what more do you want?

Ancestors enslaved, you need to pay,
Find those acres and the mule.
Your prison pipeline enslave us this day.
Redline, fine line and gentrify.

No need to go on, loopholes too many.
Live up to the honor upon which we bestow
Rise up, be bold and take the stance
To make it right for me and my ilk.

1/8/2021


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