You say, “He’s half-cocked.”
some say hammer savvy,
Observe him press his luck-
All-in for We, ye families.
Thrown by, embittered, triggered
Twitter finger whammys—
Trolls in Greek cliques
pawns with press mobility,
Those traded by the hand
of thoroughbred nobilities,
the worker’s folktale villainy
On short-and-long range pillage spree.
I can not sound of mind
Or into life
as you spam skillin me.
you and your part
retard the spark
delay our traction
Pact of oligarchs
Who’ve razed the park,
who’ve lost their muse
Who choose what we call news.
Some could own a stash house
Buoyed by liquidity.
Or, a spaceship fleet,
See what’s beyond infinity.
These are not rich folks
Who keep a shop, and tend it
These clans plan for wealth-ascendant
We have no recourse, dead-ended
cause their grandpappy signed for Independence.
THAT SENTENCE GIVING DENSE OFFENSIVE?
Whom says such shit sounds-off scrubbed senseless,
could block them with a fresh amendment
could tell this story to their descendants,
Who may resent, reject their presence.
I need no real or cash incentive
I blame Mike Pence,
I say, “Get ‘em.”
Aiight, we are back in session.
Irked, then off to indulge digression.
You doom scroll
Trick rolled to pass the time,
when Edgelord trolls
you bite, and hook to line.
Can’t Ad Block POTUS
Can’t Ghost Canadian
Mad flock not to notice
Mania draining ya.
Earnest works could boom
Could flourish,
words with a way
If in tune nourish.
I know what I lack
In the saddle
Seen much of the world
And I ain’t seen battle,
.
He can Tweet a steaming crock
Talk shit on repeat
Till rising stock.
Been trolled, was rick rolled,
rabbit holed, ragged
Now Neo-liberals
Knee-high to MAGA
as democrats dodge the ghosts of the union
Red hat rhetoric plays a note so they tune in
La Cosa Nostra’s narco market share erodes
Beasts Of Burden mule north, once offloaded-played for votes.
Just whom is still hard for Tricky Dick’s police state,
think America rests irreproachable in 1st place,
You off-shore damn near entire corporation
exploits in nations “built with free trade” is evasion
Profits post and thrown in boast upon worker & tradesman,
Owners occupy and slice the pie of compensation
Social strata glad to clash,
owners, workers at impasse.
We violate the sacred dirt, taint the tit of Mother Earth
we’ll fund your war until you win (kinda)
High-tech weaponry dependent upon China
We bypass all who work for the Owner,
We sink those owners with the aid of our loaners,
Fast to task, not soon to fold,
hold stead, conversation we can respect.
Our past is no path forward,
Some doors open widest, for longer with The Donald on deck.