Sunday, February 17, 2019

talking 'bout a revolution

"Emergency!" Trump bleats; McConnell folds
No spine sustains him in his turtle shell.
Obsequious to do as he's been told,

where better men have steel, Mitch has weak gel.
What Caesar's seized, he's never giving back;
like Rome's this Senate's impotent as smoke.
He'll stage a Reichstag fire as an "attack"

and Breitbart will pretend it's not a joke.
We need Supreme Court justices, of course
whom one Branch nominates, and one confirms.
But when said nominee's the ruler's horse,
the nascent revolution's come full-term.
"Each generation" Jefferson foresaw
must craft its ordered cosmos from the mud.
To write its Constitution, make its Law,
won't be achieved except through sweat, and blood.
The time has come for patriots to rise; 
Democracy's a farce if built on lies.

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