Author's note:
Dedicated to the treasured memory of The Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King
Today, here at my birthday, awakening....to sordid probability, and probing the possibility....of bigotry's...demented fertility. We stand....at the precipice of annihilation's damnation - America stranded....on the island....of moral frustration. Witnessing...."Bulbous Buffoon" - tragedy's...White House of goons, minions collectively....thus marching in tune.
...I Had....A Dream.......Last Night!
In that dream...it seems, God's Church....in chaos, Evangelicals...as a people...its albatross. Christianity, once a purpose - spirituality....at a loss.
.....A Nightmare...I Had....Last Evening...
Religious folk, now believing....in treacherous...deceiving - stealing from its fellowman....food/healthcare....thieving!
.......The Horror....Of My Dream...Last Night...
Everything's....wrong.....ain't nothing right - the future of America...one God-awful plight!
..........I Had....A Dream - Last Night....
Of Buffoon....his goons....pandemonium on earth. Tossing, and turning - hopes....of escaping...the curse. Waking-up realizing, reality's...far worse!
'Twas....a nightmare...as such! "Demonic, " out of touch...Morally unhinged, unbalanced as...much - manipulated...populace...of the like-minded - his crutch!
...All....In My Dream...Last Night....
Today, on my birthday - awakening - to latent possibility......assessing the probability....of bigotry's...contagious fertility - Sensing....Bulbous Buffoon's...."shithole"...of consternation - Ominous...the realization....cosmopolitan America - here at the brink of....annihilation!
......The Nightmare...I Had...Last Evening!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem