Best Commander In Chief Poems
first peoples voted nay
(they haven’t much of a say)
Call him chief?
beyond belief!
but they’d sure like his scalp for display
Please keep yer cotton-pickin' schnoz out of the Israeli affair, Joe!
Mr. Netanyahu is much better qualified to deal with the foe!
Seems everything you get involved with becomes a giant fiasco!
'Twould be great if you spent less time tryin' to rule the world, Joe,
And seriously consider eradicatin' the chaos you've created in America, Bro!
Astride his cyber-stallion of hi-tech military might,
against the backdrop of missile silos, he's a fearsome sight,
the Commander-in-Chief, so huge, malevolently looming,
smirking at seared carcasses, grinning and preening
as the wounded crawl and drag their corpses through debris,
embers and ashes of home and heart, maimed memory;
the old, the children, if he says so, must be blasted away,
as bloody burnt offerings on the altar of peace, he'd say.
"Hail, the Commander-in-Chief! brave champion of peace!"
nervously chant his lackeys, clowns, toadies and cronies;
a power-dazed lion lionized by those trembling with fear,
how I wish, he were this drunk lizard drowning in my beer!
Commander In Chief On His High Horse Haint Budge'n
American democracy go'n
to hell at light speed
breaking into a bajillion pieces
tuffet in a handbasket
sans, lame leader
ship (of motley fools) doth reed
like art art of the deal
gone to the straw dogs,
warren like rabbits they breed
hoppy to curry bone
a fide dirty deed
done dirt cheap selling out
land of milk and honey creed
dough, now wracked with
dissent hair re:
puffed, faked, and dyed golden
locks trademark heed
don his "make America
great again" schtick exceed
ding the speed
of orneriness establishing
mean mien,
where uncouth freed
from being caged within
the restraint of politesse,
thus blithely flagrantly,
and nonchalantly
highjacking manners indeed
setting crude behavior
as class act
to emulate, cuz weed
dont got no need
tubby stately, neither true
equality, fairness, generosity,
most likely teed
trump to spout blatant lies,
when first moment
grabbed narcissistic greed
complacency could
find himself anointing
himself dictator lead
ding this country into behavioral sink,
a through back to mead
evil knights of yore.
How does it make you feel when the one you voted for, lost?
Did the earth stop revolving; or did the sun refuse to shine?
Did your boat cease to float; or did your sails fall into the river?
I was just thinking about the times that my candidate lost, and
about the time that I voted FOR a candidate adamantly opposed
to the union that represented me and my financial well being.
Personally, I have not agreed, but the American voter for the longest time
has been trained to be totally self-interested, even if that interest does not
represent the common interest of the nation. There should be no question
about how we got to where we are.
I was also thinking about the first presidential election in which I voted up to the most recent one. With a little research, I discovered that there have been 12 presidential elections in which I have been a participant. In those elections, I voted for 7 candidates who won and 5 candidates who lost. At no time did I ever think that the winning candidate I opposed was not my
President or Commander-in Chief. I have always been sadden by that way of thinking because there is no constitutional grounds for such mentalities.*
A couple of days ago, I was taken aback when a person I greatly respect indicated that the new Commander-in-Chief was not her Commander-in-Chief as she waved goodbye to the former president. Also, several years ago when a new president took office, a dear friend of mine said, "He's not my president. I did not vote for him." I said in response, "Neither did I vote for him, but he is now OUR new president". I could be mistaken, but my understanding of the American way is that we are free to oppose and disagree, but when the majority wins, we do our best to unite as one.
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*Constitution; Article 11, Section 2, #1.