Jessica Amanda Salmonson Poet Political Verse

Administration '25

They're knocking at me door
In the middle of the night
They're knocking at me door
Giving me an awful fright.

They taking me
To a camp where
Ashes fall like black snow.

I'll not be overjoyed
By goose-stepping boys 
With boots to their knees, oh hey,
And brown shirts and billy clubs
Cheese grater belly rubs
Coming to take me away.

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart February 8, 2025 at 6:15 PM Oh wow. This poem gave me chills. Visceral, heavy, and all too relevant. Those last lines, poetic perfection. A fave. My heart aches with what is happening in the US. You have put it into words that stain. Thank you. Keep well. xomo