The Age of Bully Boys
Welcome
to the age of the bully boys
pulling little girls curls and stealing others toys
unraveling the flag as it unfurls of a nation divided
shouting louder and defiant babblery so misguided
posturing without intelligible commentary
while the rights and needs of the people are ancillary
cut and bleeding like on open heart's coronary;
a time of liars and deniers, deflectors and excusers
speculation on heroes, the winners and the losers
a pause of common sense and courtesy adversary
a forgotten loss of once-great American constabulary;
an excuse for mistakes made by behooves
by the shakers and the non-political movers
the baby boomers of the sixties dream once a plenty
now, without memory of the changes of the century;
tell me what you'll say
when comes your children's day
and the question they will ask
where did you stand in the past?
Did you stand for freedom or walk the party lines
tell what purposeful intrigue did you find?
was it only the loudest voice, the elephant in the room
taking honesty and silence permitting America to doom?
Step aside bully boys, American dreams are still here
and the people's voice grows louder, every day more clear
justice, freedom and equality for all
make a choice, it's your last call.
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