Disgrace Of Knowledge Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

Inspired by Aadhar Mittal and dedicated to Senator Orin Hatch;

Long-lived life, once truly dedicated to living thoughts;
of service freely given, the sage elder once was sought;
minds focused, on the aged, silver haired sons of freemen;
on whose shoulders, future's generations once did stand.

This day shamed, though men do stand and speak together;
against all people, they, in one cities regions nether;
speaking, of favorable dispensation to corporate wethers;
they all do stand, as one agonist our nation's druthers.

They live in shadows, striking fears within men's minds;
positions won by lies, deceit, and dishonor of humanity;
swapping votes, to plot futures based on fascism refined;
what these beasts see as beauty, all spirit beings defy.

Distain grows, along with an increasing public knowledge;
of words, actions, and crime committed, all do recognize;
age being life, for most men, just floundering pledgings;
the beasts bend brow, sworn of pact, all life to sledge.

Our nation's spirit, takes this intrusion oh so quietly;
as fearful in mind, her populations pondering spitefully;
the ugly natures, this wicked group embraces exclusively;
new change, must end their fascist mindset conclusively.