
Nightmares roam freely
while voters watch fearfully
death of a nation.

Nightmares roam freely
while voters watch fearfully
death of a nation.
https://www.pbs.org/video/sing-democracy-250-rob7ge
Freedom is our right.
Voting shows our might.
Sing a song of freedom.
Sing it strong.
Sing it long.
Voters sing along with me.
Lift the voice of liberty.
The few who would silence us
will rock and roll before they fall
in silent loss and agony.
Despots and bullies cannot withstand
the voices of power and the sound
of voting levers in musical chorus
ringing across the future before us.
Freedom lovers hold your ground
against kings and tyrants,
who despite their might,
cannot dance to freedom’s sound.
Vote with music and dance at the polls.
Let freedom ring as despots fall
before the song of freedom loud and clear.
Freedom lovers hold America dear,
and lift her in song written in blood and tears
for these past 250 years.
Sing a song of freedom.
Sing it strong!
Sing it long!

The dark ages were not dark everywhere.
Light shown to the East, the South, and the West
while Europe cloaked itself in dark days;
as The United States of America does now.
Even camera crews have turned off light and sound.
And evil men and women try to rebound
by creating their own clown-faced muse
with his crypto, coins, twitter, and TV news.
These wanna-be strong-men turn away from the Light of Truth
forsake the Bill of Rights’ light once so very bright
with promise by all, for all, and to do all things right.
We watch all systems fail across airports,
roads, water plants, farm fields, schools and hospitals
and death becomes unleashed by ICE men
playing false as con-men overrule the Rule of Law.
Their appointed judges enact The Rule of Flaw
This may be America’s final straw;
judges sitting in dark court rooms
unable to see what facts there be
so precedence can be overruled
and lights kept turned off, but not for all.
January 6 criminals, rapists, pedophiles, and fraudsters are free
to roam in darkness so deep we cannot see
that none of us is allowed to remain free.
None of us are safe from deportation
to an unknown country, or to our own private hell
here in our own homes, on our own streets,
within our universities and our own communities.
The lights seem to be growing dim
as Dark Ages descend again.
Artists can paint, sculpt and write in the dark.
They see more clearly what is, and imagine what can be.
Their imagery is lightened within dreams and memory.
A new Renaissance can overcome such darkness.
It did so once. It can, again.
There should be no return to the old days, but a rebirth
of those ideals sought enacted by people of Earth,
when our constitution, its amendments and Judicial Act
were put in placed to support a Bill of Rights
to overcome dark night and shine a brilliant Light
across an entire world. Peasant freedom unfurled.
The work of artists is to bring forth light and right;
a Renaissance of love and peace, respect for all;
and, the courage to make things right.
Art and artists’ dreams dispel, like a liars’ tell,
shining light in the depths of these dark nights.


So enamored of myself am I
that I do not see you
though I look you in the eye,
all sincerity belied.
When I face you so confidently
the only one I see is me,
reflected back clear as can be.
Every charge I make against you
is really my confession.
I speak with such aggression
to hide all fase impressions
lest you take the time to think.
I use the fear I sense you feel,
reflected back at me,
in a never-ending loop;
which only makes me more afraid
to ever acknowledge you.
I must seize your power for my own.
It is the only way I can survive.
I can only live my life
if I steal yours
Your life or mine?
There is but one answer.
It is why you take my side.
It is why fear makes you hide
any conscience you once knew.
I will always be watching you.
I love watching myself.
All narcissists are blind; you see.

They are not fooled
because they lack intelligence.
They are not fooled
because they lack information.
They are fooled
because they lack imagination.
It seems incongruous,I know
That those so
easily fooled by conspiracy theories
stay seated among its mythology
without questions.
No hands raised to learn more.
No efforts made to discover
if the storied message
could actually be other
than what they are told.
Such power games are very old.
Conspiracy theories require
nothing more than dull acceptance
to feed damaged egos on fire
while living half-lives
which must be fueled by ire;
lulled by lives so dull
they cannot imagine why.
They are too eager to create
false safe-spaces
to guard what life they have left;
where little is required
of those half-alive,
except blind acceptance
of the true thieves
who stole their missing half
long ago.
Now, blaming others.
They have no imagination
left.


It is time to open words stored in safe spaces.
Behind the clock where time passes unaware.
Behind the freezer where thoughts hunger for truth.
Behind the bed where slumber overtakes rage.
November cannot come soon enough for words.
Words cannot wait to learn their fate.
Voices may be denied, decried, deceased.
But, words?
Words persist long after we are gone,
long after we overcome, or we are overcome.
Speak now, beyond the pain and indifference to them.
Speak now while breathing still moves you to act.
Speak now into a future which never looks back.
Speak your words, joined with mine;
words recorded for all time.

Start each day with something to say
that cheers the heart and paves the way
for kindness unbound by fear of loss
of reputation and a safe situation,
threatened by retribution for your contribution
to truth and justice hour-by-hour, day-by-day.
We are on a common journey lifted higher
by a deep yearning for freedom and equality
to which every American and immigrant aspires;
tied down with words in our Constitution
and protected by laws, enforced by courts
which pledge apolitical, neutral decisions
rendered with stated grace and precision.
But, when law is ignored, or twisted by greed or hate;
when SCOTUS corrupts its mission and states
precedent no longer controls politicians
who are free to break laws and showcase their flaws
without any constraints, our laws carry such taint
that constitutional words become blurred on the page.
Crying over each turn of the page by a party of miscreants
takes too much energy and lessens our pace.
We are still here. We are still to be feared
by those who would take our freedoms away.
We are not going back. That is not the progressive way.
We only go forward to claim a new day
where America’s promise wins over the fray
created to disrupt and corrupt election day.
Stop whining. Stop crying. Get out and register voters.
Drive them to the polls. Guard their way.
There are more more than enough of us to hold sway
and create a better country, one we can take pride in every day.

I only want a moment of your time
to reflect upon un-poetic rhyme.
There is so very much to do.
I ask either too little, or too much, of you.
His need for subserviency, adoration and greed
takes no notice your own, real need.
You were never meant to be his white serf,
one-step above Black slaves, laboring on his turf.
The DOJ and SCOTUS handed back the whips
to those who do his bidding as he flips
from cruelty to cruelty arranged by Putin’s calls
plotting and planning The USA’s trips and falls.
Military is used to manipulate stock prices so the wealthy few
can buy low and sell high, with no care for you.
Your coins build a ballroom in which you shall never dance.
A triumphal arch between the Washington Monument and Lincoln’s glance
will be constructed that you may no longer easily recall, nor see
American aspiration to realize true equality.
MAGA,Trump, MAGA,Trump! You chanted your power by chanting the name.
The power was a never his but yours.
The conman wins the game, and dances as he scores.
And you cheered. Oh, yes, you did; even gerrymandered lines of hate
for Democrats, Black citizens, college students in every state.
You joined the game without concern, without a qualm
while team leaders covered up crimes, you stayed calm.
Pedophilies, rapists, liars, cheats and colluders in corruption
steal our nation’s health and wealth and reputation
while you stay silent, subservient and take satisfaction
that you can cheat your way to success in every upcoming election.
Detention centers hide concentration camps, not deportation.
If any one of us is not free, none of us are free, don’t you see?
Or are your eyes only on gas price increases, and food costs?
When will you realize nearly all we love is lost?
Get you head out of the book, your eyes off the screen.
Look around at the suffering, MAGA is offering in between
the crazed tweets and mean-spirited acts by the nation’s elites
who refused to be taxed and share the wealth
they gained from your labor with a soft, thieving stealth.
I only want moment of your time
to discover the truth inside their rhyme.
Then I ask you to stand, speak, even shout
until every single one of us learns what MAGA is really about.

The tree must come down.
It’s stump must be ground.
Know this,though.
Its roots continue to grow.
The lines we rely upon
To stay safe and strong
Will remain under threat
If we rejoice and forget
The threat those roots make
If we do not stay awake.
The tree may be gone.
But the threat still goes on.
We can take down the tree.
But, stay by me.
We must stay alert and fight,
the tree’s shadows alight.
It takes time for roots to die.
It takes time for truth to replace a lie.
TO BE OR NOT TO BE
TO BE OR NOT TO BE
The dark of night yet lingers and hides horrors from our sight,
as surely as using his poisoned pen our would-be king
claims undeserved, and hitherto unknown, power and might.
Disguised as feeble-minded and deranged in his fake rage,
surrounded by sycophants helping him turn every page,
he orders and re-orders freedom as his serpent
sibilant breath hisses and shouts across a stage,
revealing his sins and our own, as old as this nation.
Our fears and incoherent anxiety revealed with every breath,
as old as earth’s uncertain and unknowable creation.
Our American Garden of Eden has been turned into hell
for people of color and women, immigrants and refugees
who come with promise and work hard to make true
the promise that over 250 years determinedly grew,
and journalists pledged to tell us truth that is balanced and fair.
Even a live view of a firing squad of a criminal in a wheelchair
does not diminish the would-be kings charm
like a snake sung into action by Congressional inaction
which daily increases a litany of new harm
while they refuse to impeach and remove him
and his co-horts who claim he is only joking,
and ask us to believe he is such fun,
as he destroys the Bill of Rights, one by one;
and ignores every court order to cease and desist
his personal form of corruption and grift.
The rule of law, its lawyers and judges live in fear
as he unleashes his supporters to threaten and sneer.
Americans, it seems, find some ability to be tolerant,
though not as we hoped, to keep us solvent.
Americans accept racist and sexist firings
to make white supremacy in charge, and re-wiring.
Americans accept attacks on the Capitol and its defenders,
and pardons for criminals whose attacks never ended.
Americans can accept attacks on electoral process
and threats of vote seizures meant to intimidate
and stop voters who cannot wait to participate
in tossing the bums out with freedoms’ voting clout.
Americans can accept endless war financed by the poor
while the richer get rich making deals with enemies galore.
But, hands in our pockets, is a step too far for us.
You cannot steal our money like you steal our Jesus,
to convince us neither He, nor we, are who we once were.
Money has become our one, true god;
and whiteness, and gas prices, our only guiding star.
Vote evil out of this garden of Eden,
the serpent and all who will not act against him,
who now pretend they are on our side with false pride;
while cutting trees into crosses and debasing the wood.
The promise of America requires you vote Blue
to keep this nation free, progressing, and claiming what is true.
Join NO KINGS rally and marches near you on October 17.
Make a plan and VOTE on or before November 3.
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