Silence Is Deafening
Three days late,
and a dollar of truth short
No condemnation of neo-Nazi hate,
no negative KKK report
Only tweet silence was heard ...
didn’t hear a peep, not one word
Domestic terrorists
were Tiki torching a church
late that night
Shouting ethnic and racial slurs
Aryan imperialists,
proud patrons of John Birch
causing heavy fright
They weren’t rebuffed by any tweet words
The Trump was silent ...
didn’t hear a toot, not one sound was heard
Two days late,
and a couple silver dollars of truth shy
No reproof of white supremacy hate,
everyone’s speculating as to the reason why
Only tweet silence was heard ...
didn’t hear a peep, not one word
Marching through Charlottesville town,
chanting crude, bigoted Nazi slogans
Wearing the “Blood and Soil” hate song crown,
brawling like drunken ancient Romans
Innocent blood got spilled on the ground,
yet my ears heard no shrill tweet sound
Still no angry replies were ever given voice;
the sound of silence was deafening,
waves of nothingness heard crashing
Not blowing the trump was the wrong choice
Hate had it’s way unabated,
violence was randomly meted
But there were no words heard
castigating any of that despicable hate
Only the sound of silence chirped late,
where flew the little tweety bird?
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017
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