Bending a Knee to Baal

Head of lead and feet of clay
Flapping Lips have their say
Brazen idol olden golden
Raised fists are emboldened

Demagoguery war of foggery
Inky stink of word boggery
Unfettered streams of worshipful praise
He will Save us from our malaise

Disparate desperation
calling us to oblation
Bonded bands of warring priests
Calling us to join their feasts

No one can
save you
No one should
save you

New messiahs for social pariahs
just another line of --- liars
Personality over powers
empty suits empty towers

Over burdened feet of clay
can not help but to give way
Spokes model idol fallen idle
Empty revival vain word recital

Led by malevolent benevolence
To our Magnificent irrelevance
We shall avoid the next disaster
By simply electing a better master

He who would
save you
instead will
enslave you




(Top pic - By illustrators of the 1890 Holman Bible - http://thebiblerevival.com/clipart/1890holmanbible/bw/thegoldencalf.jpg, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=8874800)

Already Great, Thanks

What is America
I am America
are you?
I am already great.
aren't you?
If not,
why not.
What will it take
to make you great?
Will it take
a man
with an
orange tan
to make you great
If so,
why so?
What is so great
about America
Me and
even you
I have already
been made
haven't you?

Abandon Hope and Change Course

I am a firm believer of mutual self construction.
By which I mean individuals
united in their seclusion.
Conjoined disjointed orphans
Erecting a Solace of Fortitude,
Asylums of Family Disunity
A harmonious cacophony of orchestrated solos
Instrumental temperamental
monumental chorus vocalizing
localizing
Individual vision

Alas
Feral sheep shepherded astray
by a Piper's dulcet atonement
Promissory sour notes called
due
Bald faced ideological ribaldry
Preselected elected offal, officious
Inhumane scentipede
Mentally ill dressed succession
of public servants self servicing

Disarmed armada of the disillusioned
flotilla of fools on the Hill
Come sale away with me, indeed
Flotsam jet setters presiding
Deciding
Die-er consequences
Pirated copies of declarations
of interdependence.
Anchors a weigh

My country-
 tis for me
Sweet land where things are free
Of me Im singing
Land where our fathers sighed
Land where their dreams have died
State of Ship of State, Sinking