Abcs of American Democracy

Abundant wisdom appears to be lacking Behind the halls of our venerable House. Could it be our seers are slacking, Drowned in the spittle of an untenable grouse, Even now as our country falters? Fickle spats and t.v. preening Gives away reason’s Coventry, alters Honorable tradition and the very meaning Invoked by so-called “civil discourse”. “Just us” is their constituency. But we all Know this strident discord’s source. Lions of Justice, indeed! See this pride, its fall Moving near, scramble to avoid the cliff Now looming. Must we repeat this farce again?! Oh, if only Congress were devoid of stiff Posturing, and was replete with compromise and bargain! Quislings risk our Republic to sate a demagogue, Recklessly, owing true loyalty only to their State of dysfunction, their demigod, and a catalogue Tallying the grievances of populist royalty. The heir Unrepentant! Looking into the mirror’s reflection, Vapid faces greet them, their lord’s superficial facsimile, What do you call reps who see threats in every direction? Xenophobes dependent on fresh fear. Look around and see Young and old manipulated to act out of anxiety and sadness. Zealotry is our cross to bear, our unending madness.