Republicans Poems

Walk the Walk

They crowd around their leader
unqualified, unfit
Vying for some action
all chomping at the bit

They’ve given-up democracy
their morals are all gone
Instead they honor Donald Trump
a two-bit, traitor con

They don’t want an America
with those who aren’t White
They’d rather burn it to the ground
and threaten with their might

They’re homophobic bigots
and condemn those who are trans
Scared of life, scared of

I'm just starting - in Trump's own words

Everything I've touched has turned to gold,
A feeling that never gets too worn or old,
I savor every moment, every win,
With my opponents stuck in their unsightly bin.

The more they shout and flail their arms,
The more my inner soul it calms,
Their din is music to my ears,
It gives me pep; it takes off years.

My aims are

Our Time to be Heroes

As the fires burn up our forests
and the deadly floods ravage our earth
All the traitors inside of the WH
give America new fascist birth

Our brothers and sisters patrol us
with the weapons of war that we made
As the songs they once sang about honor
about freedom and liberty, fade

They are building an army against us
search for people of

House of Lies

I see a fire burning
the flames are getting high
The smoke is getting stronger
it’s spreading with each lie

The GOP’s on fire
there’s chaos everywhere 
The party known for hatred
is deep in their despair 

They chose a dirty conman 
a traitor and a thief 
To lead their party forward 
their Commander and their Chief

But now they’re in a

A Crossroads for Iran

When missiles fly
The Mullahs lie
They bide their time
To turn the tide

Their constant bluster
Now short of luster
For why we ask
No God sent task

To build a bomb
With feigned aplomb
Their word to spread
Among the dead

They have their place
To find God's grace
Not trample lives
Like stinging hives

Fear and temerity
No road to prosperity
But that's what they seek
Control of the meek

A proud

It Will Take Decades to Fix What These Republicans Have Destroyed

I kneel by the ash heap of my country,
pulling out the charred bones of laws
once tender with purpose. A womb,
a book, a vote—each gutted clean
by men in ties who grin as they light
the match, who quote scripture
as forests burn and children cry
in cages built from policy.

My daughter will not inherit
a peace I once believed in.
She

Trump's Wild Tango

One step back, two steps forward,
Swing around and do the dance,
Keep it fast, a little awkward
A whole world audience to entrance.

Now you've got them captivated
Up the tempo, raise the heat,
Some may need to be sedated
As they wither from your beat.

Hearts loud-pounding, foreheads thumping,
Gasping air among the shouts,
Doomsayers bleating, markets jumping,
Second guessing, full of doubts.

Quite the

Democracy Seed

They live off of taxpayer money
and whatever they make on the side
from the donors who keep them in Office
a congressional bribery ride 

They care not for the needs of their voters 
for Republicans have their own plan 
to hold on to their places in Congress 
for as long as they possibly can 

So they cast

The Sledgehammer - in Trumps own words

Folks ask why
I chose Elon as my guy,
Smart and tough
Knows how to fight even when rough,
Let him loose
To put woke projects in the noose,
Cause a stir
For progressives to deter,
Stop the rot
That placed us all in this garotte.
Act with haste
Take a sledgehammer to the waste,
Clean up house
Never mind who first we douse,
Set the scene
For what will

Fourth Turning

I wonder
How far we’ll go
So desperate for heroes who are first
Criminal enterprises
Romanticized as rebels
Lies wrapped in a maybe-he-could-make-it-all-better?
From what?
To what?

We do not consider

Perhaps for lungs
A bowl of water
A slice of sun shone through a winter window

If I had fingers
I’d perch atop an Oak
Squawk to the mountainous clouds
Construct a nest from its torn cotton

If I had

And now it starts - in Trumps own words

And now it starts,
And yes, I'm back at last,
Four years of trials and tribulations,
Capped off by this raucous jubilation.

I fought and won,
Proved them all wrong,
The denigrators,
The fake media perpetrators.

Now watch them squirm
As I storm into my term,
So much to do,
A solemn promise made to you.

I ask why was I spared,
When into death's eyes I clearly

Basket of Deplorables

If in the basket of deplorables must I be,
To quote a term most used by sweetest Hilary,
Then let me state this best I can,
I'm voting for our country, not the man.

A country where race and gender aren't the bait,
But where everyone is open to debate,
United by a sense of common pride
Holding back divisions’ surging tide.

Where

Let them Wonder - in Kamala's own words

I am Indian by birthright,
Simply black when it feels right,
A gender champion through and through,
A Southern Belle from the Bayou.

I cover all the bases from Gay rights to MeToo,
Environmental warriors – I’ll always stand with you.
Black lives truly matter, the Homeless my pet task,
All you need is Me, you don’t even need to ask.

Show me

The Coronation of Trump

A coronation, watched by our entire great nation,
Some with trepidation, others boisterous jubilation.
Trump feted, his fawning family silhouetted,
Basking in his light, his confidence and might.

This Grand Old Party, it's followers vociferous and hearty,
Anointing their chosen man, to rule their ever-growing clan;
No harm to love a cause, giving thought and sometimes pause,
To what this passion brings,

The Boxer - in Trumps own words

I play by the rules day in and day out,
Showing my class, wielding my clout.
I take the hard blows time and again,
Knowing my patience shan't be in vain.

Joe's on the ropes, all by himself,
Waiting around to be dumped on the shelf,
Restraint is my friend, as I pull back and watch,
Those flailing wild jabs I so

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