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A Canadian's Letter To Americans: a Thousand Points of Light
A Canadian's Letter To Americans: a Thousand Points of Light
A Thousand Points of Light! ! ! ! !
Once a beacon of democracy
A shining light on the hill
The ‘American Dream’
Anyone can ‘make it’
Never more than aspirational
Structurally delusional
Always susceptible to its
Achilles heel of secessionism
Some of its best assassinated
Or by monied politics defeated
First flag on the moon
Space dominance presumed way too soon
Despised for arrogance
Its citizens abroad
Stars and Stripes now
Fraying fragments of flags
Whole garment failed stitching
From asynchronous rags
Once feared for its might
Lauded for leadership
Now pitied for lack
Red states and Blue states
Lives, alliances, treaties
Rendered asunder
Loudest voice ‘on the air’
A narcissist’s thunder
Country ‘On edge’
Another civil war?
Only uncivil
Likely pre-armed
Pathogens viral
Two at a time
Both pathological
Prey on their hosts
One is genetic
The other --- simply pathetic
Both challenge immunity
We fear with impunity
The narcissist’s tree
Spreads deep its roots
Succoured by racism systemic
Slavery endemic
Economy touted
To all ‘trickle down’
Not even believed by
Despotic clowns
Adulation for autocrats
Fictional ‘Deep State’ disdained
Putin holds reins
Interference disclaimed
Ethicists exiled
Whistleblowers reviled
Demagogues
Speed dialed
Conspiracies multiple
Fake News? A hoax!
Twitter ablaze
Lies to amaze
GOP Mafia dishonour the name
Show neither honour nor shame
Rules not applied
Accountability denied
Chloroquine, QAnon conspiracy condoned
Confessed criminals pardoned
American oligarchs
Feeding on democracy, frenzied like sharks
Self-dealing, obnoxious corruption
Norms, institutional disruption
Sows seeds of anxiety, distrust
Empire his lust
People’s House
Malignantly defiled
Call in the thugs, antifa to blame
For chaos he fomented
Dares to compare
His historical place
With Presidents on Rushmore
His face would disgrace
Trash the troops
Poor losers, suckers, and dopes
Then lie and deny
Is there room left for hope?
Send them to
War manufactured
Perhaps a despot’s
Last gloat
Bought ‘peace’ deal where
There had been no war
The prize, if he’s awarded…
Nobel gone to hell
Thousands eligible to nominate
He’s no Carter, Sadat, MLK, Mikhail, Mandela, or Malala
Hitler, Mussolini, Tito, Stalin, and Putin
These more the class he’s within
Senate Klansmen
White vestments disrobed
By their push to spoil Justice
With anti-choice Handmaiden exposed
Gerrymandering not its purview
Says GOP’s Supreme Court review
Voting suppressed
Post office crippled, mailing repressed
Two hundred dollars he dupes
Will buy seniors’ votes
Promises for health care, the sorts
He’s challenged in courts
Drop boxes pretence
High Covid risk?
Tamp down the testing
Truth tally telling
Way too unsettling
Lower numbers they’re betting
Leave voters forgetting
This pathogen
Was spawned from within
Might make defeat razor thin
Election is rigged,
But not if I win
No low…Too low…Too stoop!
A Thousand Points of Light
Nearly extinguished
In the Hitlerian obscenity
Of ‘White Supremacy’
Northward wafting on wildfire smoke
A stench of democracy’s
Decomposing detritus
To join, please don’t invite us
Pray for Republic reprieved
From this nepotist’s dream
We the People’s…
…Nightmare
RBG ….. RIP
Mel D. Gill
9/26/20
Copyright © Mel Gill | Year Posted 2020
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