Since Ron Reagan, the world’s been
tariffing us near to death
Our manufacturing base vanished,
off to Communist China, or down to greedy Mexico
Not that we raised a hand to stop those who left
or, God forbid, offended the countries who committed theft
And now that we have a President who is racing
24/7, non-stop, to rescue our country
All the ‘polite people’ are out protesting:
There ‘he’ goes, offending Mexico, China, India, S. Korea
the very countries guilty of economic molesting…
And they, the ‘polite people,’ tank the market out of fear
-- Trump didn’t make them sell-off, ya hear?!
And when he deports gang members from Venezuela
or radical Islamists on ‘student visas’
The shouting, the screaming, from academia’s useless idiots
only increases
So, here’s a prayer for President Trump
that he can overcome the opposition
and get America over the hump
back to where we belong --
leading the free world
~ at the top of the bump
Can old thoughts of hurt that we shun
Cancel life’s gifts wonder and fun?
If anger must stay
Within brain’s array
Do we run with pain in the sun?
To digest bad memory’s lunch
Chop stick therapies help us munch
And chew on old pain
So our bad chow mein
Will taste sweet like a Nestle’s crunch
Although it seems weird and so strange
If current behavior we change
Old things we found bad
No longer seem sad
As memories do rearrange
Thought patterns that left our mood scarred
That colored the present as marred
Yield to a changed script
Where wounds from the crypt
Appear like a kind greeting card
Forgiveness is really for us
It adds onto life like a plus
Anger’s not treasure
But cancels pleasure
And deports good times on a bus
The country spoke in numbers strong
rejecting notions, we knew were wrong.
Porous borders against our laws,
defund police, those thoughts are flawed.
In regards to the letters,
DEI and CRT
return to the alphabet
where you should be.
Retail theft, okay with them
no consequence, they steal again.
Gender care or mutilate,
once its done, it's too late!
Men compete in women's sports,
dashing hopes and wins they thwart.
To all of those who've broken in
the time has come, deports begin.
So common sense
once more shall reign,
as America returns
to great again!
Subject and Object,
who builds the bridge
From either perspective,
to laud or forgive
First person invective,
third person retort
The toll for each crossing
—forever deports
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2020)