Days Of The Morbid Fascists Poem by Paul Amrod

We were born to inherit this Earth without schism
not to be victims of regimented artificial borders.
We have a baboon in the White House building his walls
with contractors mixing cement and waiting for orders.
Hemorrhaging henchmen are blurting out a prognosis of nationalism.
Disseminating anxiety to initiate an absurdly futile brawl
gnashing teeth and grinding fists as a superfluous disorder.
Congratulating a raucous with a politician and a journalist
as a body slam reminded him of his big time wrestling.
Chosen for the funny farm's hall of fame as a criminologist
under a palm tree smoking a cigar while leisurely resting.
Claiming for the enjoyment of corporations and lobbyists
the Earth is not warming preparing the Brazilian blasphemy.
Securing secretly the might in the hands of a few while testing
atomic weapons becomes a form of distorted alchemy.
With his silver spoon he slurps his pudding and porridge
supervising his band of idiots in 21st century capitalism.
The inauguration of blinded lambs began with Bush's bridge
where trolls under the boardwalk held their helpless detainee.
They're waterboarding the forlorn with their cowardice. The isolationism
wreaks of foul play with torture in Guantanamo out on the ridge.
Mercy! The transfiguration of metal columns into paper and dust
has baffled the physics of Newton with no recourse but fanaticism
while defiling the definition of decency with an act of patriotism.
"Either you are with us or with the terrorists" is an impropriety
of another blatant fool riding his apocalyptic neighing Pegasus.
Rocking the hills of Afghanistan with the Allah Akbar of Mujahideen
through covert funds caught the Russians flatfooted as an instantaneous
disintegration brought Gorbachev to drop the Soviet quarantine.
Planting the very seeds of Reaganomics to destroy the spontaneous
metaphysical "Hippydom" turning the clock back to a conservative society.
The deregulation of a moderate sex fiend paved the path for Greenspan
to invent derivatives and funny money demolishing any sense of sobriety.
Hence the conglomeration of a futuristic globalization, the vision of Aldous
Huxley was the consolidation of power leaving this brave new world damned.
Hence we are living or dying during the gloomy days of the morbid fascists.
The right-wing populists have usurped the corrupted moderates to intervene
in the brotherhood of humanity to insult our magnanimous dignity
while the intellectuals are stupefied with the challenges we have at hand.
Hailing the Ku Klux Klan as partners is exhibiting a hideous style of racists.
The prearranged programmatic idiocy has attempted to disrupt and slowly wean
the majority with a supposed ignorance disguising the truth in inexplicability.
Praying to ancient statues as they bitterly weep will expose a tumultuous
tendency hidden in the emotions of a nightmare screaming to contravene
the contorted grimaces which sneer at our irreproachable inviolability.
The blessings of innocence we were given as a wonderful gift at nativity
will exceed the defacement of selfish cynics while yielding to the monks of Nicene.
The warmth of reconciliation with pluralistic humbleness is our Creator's demand
as we approach the golden era with competence to deny all forms of animus
guiding us to self-determination free from the jealous and the perils of conformism.