Best Cortez Poems
President Elect Alexandria Ocasio Cortez - 2024
Circa...Approximately one month
following her thirty fifth birthday
October 13th, 2024
AOC became the first
female commander in chief,
and youngest person ever
to assume Oval Office
amidst landslide victory
among competing candidates
ousting current establishment incumbent,
elected to serve United States
despite being neophyte,
she received most
votes of any contender
since founding of Democracy
to assume modestly furnished
Capitol Hill - Washington
District of Columbia
most powerful post
within the United States
immediately electrifying North America
with her megawatt smile
crackling, snapping, and popping
with positivity, integrity, energy...
Deafening applause swept across nation
upon ascending dais prior to uttering one word,
she immediately wowed
darling of the hour received standing ovation
across greensward donned bajillion crowd
cheering, imploring, pumping...
green sleeved fists acclamation
action speaking decibels
louder than words bowed
young lady brought to genuine tears,
asper bona fide accreditation
understandable that newly
minted ma'am felt proud
to stride rite, (an air of modest
confidence) did enshroud,
sans an angelic halo augmenting
as optimistic words heard aloud
heralded sincere charming, intimating,
radiating... no frills accustomation
as if pledging troth to every citizen
(inclusive every flora and fauna) vowed
to steer ship of state toward ecologically,
environmentally, essentially...activation
away from fossil fuels shifting energy
consumption vis a vis alternate modalities
sow rejuvenation plowed
back into Earth prioritizing monied allocation
(dollar amount well worth investment) actualization,
where future generations will be grateful
to dead recent forebears for gift endowed
worth more than fine spun gold regarding
preservation of Gaia, how *****sapiens adaptation
made existence for all living creatures
(animals, plants, even this fungi) healthier allowed
populace to breathe easy and rest assured
quality of life for billions (ushering universal
family planning), despite tense adjudication,
especially when linkedin with
nuclear warheads disavowed,
but eventually kickstarted synergistic administration.
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
There’s a new kid in town in DC
With an old and tired philosophy
To make everything free’s what she says
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
With a theory of life adolescent
In which everyone wins prize and a present
You should not need to work, so she says
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
Let’s have socialism more and more
Though it’s never worked well before
But we’ll do it right this time she says
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
If we ban fossil fuels and air travel
And make capitalism unravel
We can live close to her as our res.
With Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
You ask: “Who is to pay for our stuff
For what’s free and we all get enough?”
Get it all from the rich, so she says
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
But how shall we get the wherewithal
When we’ve spent it and there’s a shortfall
We can make it on printing press says
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
When the money’s worth nought to avail ya
We’ll live like Cuba and Venezuela
All as happy as Maduro and Chavez
With Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
Then with no toilet paper and soap
But a liberal helping of dope
You’ll be feeling no pain in your heads
With Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
Now she’s rich on the gravy train sweet
Politicians, the nouveau elite
We take care of ourselves now, she says
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
Would you like as POTUS.: AOC
Though you might be thinking “FOC?!“ *
In a nightmare we dream in our beds
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
* FOC = FREE OF CHARGE - What did you think?!
We’ve come here from a distant place in search of untold treasures.
The beaches have left us stranded without a place of refuge.
We come here with only one intention, to fulfill our wildest pleasures.
The moon is bright tonight and reflects upon the crystal sea and sky.
We pour our hearts out but learn nothing from each other.
The need for superiority turns sister against brother.
Oh how you are generous and kind unlike that of me and mine.
It is hard to follow orders when they are left at home so far behind.
When the Kings and Queens are away the joker is left to console with his own mind.
The cast of our shields are the only ties that bind.
Their ways unorthodox to me; running wild like the forests abundant with life.
Everyone gives what everyone has.
No one is rich and no one is poor.
The people have all they’ve earned and more.
The men fight for family.
The women fight for love.
The children pray for tomorrow, to the burning God above.
With a leather bind and silk marker I lay out the path of the righteous.
On the seventh day God has rest.
But not for us, much work we had, for our beliefs they did detest.
With our crosses they played tick-tak-toe.
Despite warning of the inferno that awaited them down below.
They offered us love and homage.
We broke their spirits for we are men and they are savage.
Letters to the wife bring stories of jewels and riches.
But of this land I don’t speak freely.
My words carefully orchestrated in the form of happy endings.
Now I fear in the day of our Lord my entrance will remain pending.
How I remember the sea so clear with the crispness of the unknown,
Now polluted with disease in the name of the throne
A Childs heart keeps my sword from ever touching the ground
To lose hope is to lose something so very profound.
I have as much regard for their life as I do my own.
I cannot take responsibility, no not me.
I did it in the name of our land.
Oh yes in our land we trusted.
Our pride like our armor is now threadbare and rusted.
Through the
Hills of Spain,
Pink and white
Cortez flowers
Adorning the
Enchanted blue windmills
Underneath this gray December sky,
Are Don Quixote and his esquire
Poncho, riding through the Spanish flames
Where is this book
Where can i find
It will encourage my growth
It stimulate my mind
This book will teach me
To become a competitive rival
It’s called Be Knowledgeable
The Strategy of Survival
Where is this book
Where can I find
It will encourage my growth
It will stimulate my mind
This book is the pen, the sword,
The tongue and the rifle
It’s called Be Knowledgeable
The Strategy of Survival