Watching The Convention Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

There they sit and judge the fellow as they wear their funny hats
stab the ones who dare take on the evil crowd,
dirty pool and smug expressions reminiscent of sly rats
these are people and their vileness is allowed.
Grab the power, do whatever it will take them to succeed
it's America whose future is at stake,
spend the money of your children just to satisfy your greed
let the country follow blindly an old fake.
You the people, have a duty, and a chance that won't repeat
make your peace with your old friends around the globe,
without allies you will perish in a terrible defeat
all your guns cannot protect a xenophobe.
Watch the Empire expanding, it is China at the top
it will pull the rug of dollars very soon,
then you falter and you struggle, you abandon being cop
it is coming, dear Americans, High Noon!
I predict that you will crumble, I remind you now of Rome
send your children not to Baghdad but to school,
bring your soldiers and your dollars and your many talents home
do not vote for that old geezer, he's a fool