i
want
to sing
a happy song
one
like
i’d heard before
but
i can’t recall
or
find the words
and
the only chords
i hear
are those
of
discord
even in the pews
where
psalms
of
love
once
filled the air
now
are
permeated
with
putrid
political
incantations
from
self-deified saints
who merely
sing hate’s sour notes
or
mouth the words
and
meaningless meanderings
of
every charlatan
that’s
ever lived
but
if you happen
to
know the tune
and
better yet
the words
please
sing
it loud enough
that
we may
all
hear it
again
once a vibrant nation now a host for aggressive parasitic personas that devour the salutary substance of freedom creeping and strangling until freedom’s death leaving hollow promises for our children
if you do not speak when children are torn from their parents and caged like animals when will you speak will you cry out above the wailings of thousands of loved ones mourning senseless deaths caused by incompetence if not then when will you speak will you denounce the rancid words of traitors to this nation and its constitution with righteous indignation and honest condemnation if not then when will you speak will you order without delay those who enter the chambers of freedom screaming venomous mantras of hate and ignorance is it then that you will speak harsh words demanding their departure from those hallowed halls if not then when will you speak perhaps you’ll hold your voice until your body is dragged by those same rebels to a makeshift gallows outside the capital steps your hands and mouth bound and your body wrapped in some confederate flag is it then that you’ll scream to be heard above the hideous mob co-conspirators that you would not speak of and to before now but now how will you speak with your hands posed across your chest
after returning home to africa a friend wrote don’t mean any offense but after studying history and seeing what’s recently transpired your nation has never been as advertised united
like whores posing with nighttime pay-by-the-hour customers the insurrectionists paused their coup d’état to stop and take selfies in the capital rotunda like al-qaeda terrorists posing with the decapitated heads of nude children unfurling their venomous flags of ignorance and hate as their toxic breaths attempted to poison the air of democracy while their demigod leader hid safely away from the battle and as always took no responsibility for the actions he had guided