Demo Against An Election-Denier Poem by Paul Amrod

Demo Against An Election-Denier

A trick from behind closed doors brought us a new speaker.
The moderates caved in helping the result in total cowardice.
Contemplating a convincing strategy establishing a weaker
state of affairs with the House's pain from the insurrection.
Where are the Chicago Seven when you need their advice?
The students from Ohio State begin their holy resurrection.
It is time to scream from the rooftops our home is in danger.
Marching this time on the Capitol is a prerequisite of patriots.
Playing the MAGA card won't function in the light of rangers
who come to the rescue like a blitz so super spontaneous.
We needn't read between the lines, like an incognito stranger,
to discover this supremacist's contradictory compatriots
who followed his orders of the AG of Texas Mister Paxton.
The barker and ringleader was Mister Johnson with erroneous
statements which pleased the Orangutang with ardent action.
Off to Scotus to wish and hope with Amy, the newest arranger
to overturn the swing states. He was so low and sanctimonious.
Nonetheless the disgraced court decided their best reaction
was to throw this flapjack in the fire for the next exchanger.
Then our clown from Reality TV with his lousy apprentice
decided to bake up fantasies of stopping a steal with anger.
We must immediately gather our wits with a demonstration
of truth and peace and plead for the halt of the felonious.
The House belongs to them who were gerrymandered
with a remapping of their divine choice for our nation.
Hence we are grappling with an impossibly slandered
minor majority turning our election into an inglorious
and antidemocratic event with their state's congress.
Three weeks of mambo jumbo and malarkey standards
have numbed the thinkers and Chomsky progressives.
Gaze in wonder at Country Joe at Woodstock addressed
perfectly "I think I'm fixin' to die" to the evil notorious
Vietnam War Machine as the Hippy's did pass their test.
We must sing "Find the Cost of Freedom" to the sensitive
and humanistic amongst us: "Love and Peace" are victorious.
Meander directly to the People's House and express
our discontent to Congress and let's pray for the imperative.
The challenge to our Democratic Party is commemorative
to call upon us to authenticate our commitment to rest
only when the transcendental chorus is so euphonious
bestowing us with courage to bear a new opposition.
The contrast to Three King's Day will be truly marvelous
as we follow the Eastern Star anointed and blessed.
Carrying veracity with a gorgeously gleaming radiance
dismantling evangelicalism's propaganda so malicious.
Infiltrating Africa with Blind Faith and Russia so regressive
with hypocritical retribution and distrust so pernicious.
Toppling the Congress will coincide with #45's arrest
with codefendants flipping like the Bible's pages.
This disillusioned party of election deniers will soon attest
their illegitimacy as they already are hiding in their cages.
Our GZ Generation is otherwise and insulted with seditious
conspiracy with Oath Keepers & Proud Boys so transgressive.
Listen to the prophets and covet the phrases of the Sages
as they guide us through parables with each proposition.
The Gospel of the Harlem Baptists will offer liberation
with a rhythmical burst to sanctify the truly ambitious.
Our hearts will conjoin as we venture into position.
Now we stand as we may breathe the Axiom of the Ages.

Saturday, October 28, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: political,hypocrisy
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Paul Amrod

Paul Amrod

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