A Collection of Disbelief

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How, why?

Submitted: July 13, 2018

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Submitted: July 13, 2018



Childhood Charade
I'm so confused, apparently, my childhood was a charade,
George Washington said "I cannot tell a lie,' Well,
now we have a president who blew that f*****g
statement to shards of dust
Once Upon a Time, Not So Long Ago...
Once upon a time, not so long ago
there existed a creature called Think,
but the villages of Redtown drove it to extinction.
Proudly hanging Think's carcass up by its ankles,
treating it as something to fear, with loathing they cheered. 
In Trance, They Dance
In an inexplicable follow-the-leader trance, 
zealots, extremists, far-right, and the average dance,
they celebrate agenda's and progress's demise,
and praise their master as just and wise.
Blind to the obvious, deaf to the real,
they dance in fevered oblivion, in partisan zeal.
Flames from torches light their delirious faces,
in shadow, and in several bright red places.
Dance with euphoria, and like there's no tomorrow,
dance today, 'cause you'll not be dancing, on the marrow.
This is the high water mark, he's adding to, not draining,
the swamp, he may be shitty, but he's sure entertaining,
according to him, or so he seem to think, but why would we
believe anything out of this twelve year old who's over seventy?

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