The Evening News... Poem by david lessard

The evening news...
it's downright scary,
the videos are
rather hairy...
I sit there...glued,
and watch the tube,
and slowly, I
become myself...
a rube.
Screaming silently
at people and of places,
yelling mutely at
foreign faces.
That laugh and
burn our flag,
as if it were
just a unwanted rag.
They spout
that we are Satan,
the whole wide world...
they're baiting.
They hate us,
'cause were white...
and just because...
we're right.
They'd like us
all to die...
And by GOD...
they'll surely try,
I will fear no more,
For GOD is on our shore,
and they will not succeed.
not through our door!