Dem New Publicans
Light da Roman candles
for da coming Chariots of Pharaoh holiday
Dem New Publicans
be back in pyramid power
Give a Caesar Palace casino hip, hip-hooray
Happy daze are here again!
Dem New Publicans bray
dey be da common people’s friend
But dey double talk a lot:
selling cadaver conservative values
in liberal sepulchre plots
Promising ta put a chicken in ev’ry pot,
no matter if ya ain’t got
one to piss in
Dem New Publicans be just donkey giving
mo’ old Re-publican squawk —
Patronizing pachyderm gobble talk
Chirping jive turkey messaging:
saying dey gon fix da housing projects up,
no matter how homeless ya been
Talking outta both sides of dey mouth,
Dem New P’s sound just like da old Re-publicans
A miserable friend of da po’ is once again in power ...
at least fo’ a little while
Da vote dreamers bray a bleating pray dis dancing hour
Dem new guys (and me-too gals, of course)
are gonna go counter-culture clockwise
On a progressive tangent, dey say —
giving us unfettered Gomorrah freedom
Dat broken chain of decadent, debt-spending liberty,
Dem New Publicans borrowed credit lay on us,
(tho’ da bill don’t come right away)
our future gen children gon have ta posterity pay
And sista souljah, believe me ...
Legionnaire usury is a hard taskmaster
come tear tax collection day
But don’t worry ‘bout dat tribute problem ta-day!
Go throw a Roman toga party;
pour da whine freely ... spill yo’ guts,
speak yo’ vineyard peace
Stomp yo’ protest feet ... raise yo’ voice in drunken reverie
Fo’ equality sake, tell da New a-maize-n-P’s,
how ya cast out dat cowardly old crop
Da scarecrow ones with da tin hearts, who said:
the po’ don’t need no mo’ welfare ease
While dos greedy, piggy toe fat cats let da rich mice
gorge on green piles of subsidy cheese
Now, Dem New Publicans profess dey
wanna Gulliver hear
what da little people gotta Lilliputian say
While dey skim mo’ than a weasel tad off da top
of da milk money revenue tray
Dem six fingers gon single-handedly
be crawling up da side pockets,
snatching saved pennies hard earned ev’ryday
But don’t worry ‘bout dat, okay!
Put dem troublesome thoughts out of yo’ mind,
at least fo’ a little while anyway
Da pleb people wanna celebrate dis day,
taste some temporary ballot victory
(tho’ small chance of much change it’s gon bring)
Dem New Publicans wield the power again,
and be coin bag running things
New Tiberias voices say dey got radical peace policies afloat,
to keep da trafficking nation from battleship sinking
Dem new guys (and me-too gals, of course)
say dey gonna fix the Watergate pipes leaking
in da dark Ivory House ... get dos lights back on working
And repair dat divided empire Wall,
what dim old Re-publicans left tax-cut broken
But, brotha souljah ... don’t be confused
when ya undoubtedly hear
Dem New Publicans boastfully bray:
Happy daze are here again!
Know fo’ sho’ ... Truth left audit unsaid,
that the next voter $uppre$$ed lie
ain’t yet been Roman centurion fitly counted
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2018
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