Get Your Premium Membership

Amerikannia

Adrift in some Mad American Empire I stand in my shadow as the future winds come Looking over the ruins of my nation! Eyes grow dim as the masses succumb Families cry as loved ones are stolen! What have we become A piece of crumpled banner flutters in the sky Blue field, a bold white name Are those bloody hands I see crimson? Insane! Orange-faced jack-o-lantern, grinning Nothing behind those beady black eyes I stand & watch the fading embers of a nation! Die in the future winds that come My mind grows numb to the media screaming Insanity into the void of morality! Loves one die, a price for life too high What, what we have done, brother against brother A silent, cold civil war of words & woe Tattered printed fliers of a "bad orange man." Dance through a vacant street A madman and the shadow of a fool ...dons a red, white, & blue crown! Adrift in some mad American empire Long live tyranny, Amerikannia rules again, my friend! No! I beg to differ! As I stand in the coming rain I will not bow or bend a knee to an American king Or a billionaire jester, a clown in a tin can trash truck I will not let my sisters bleed on barren grounds I will not let my brothers, black or brown, be stollen To be forgotten, never to be found Live, love, and laugh as love is love Love who you want; you will not be trampled upon! I will not go correction; We will not Go gentle into that goodnight We will rage, rage against Treason and tyranny! The orange crown will be cast down So remember remember the 5 of November When the nation ran red with MAGA’ots and dread Remember January the 6th, when his minions raged It was not a myth that January the sixth! So I stand in the winds of the coming doom As a cold, bitter rain pelts my face Adrift in some Mad American Empire And rage, rage against the orange king and cyber clown! We will not be silenced Or voices will rise... RISE! To topple a tin dictator To overcome tyranny To destroy Fascism Like my father’s father! We Will REMEMBER As We are RESISTANCE! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .…even in some mad American empire!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2025




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things