Your Weekly Presidential Address Your weekly address, Your daily lie, Your frothing anger, Your excuses and hate, Your rape culture, Your racism, Your warped sense of reality. Hail to the chief, Long live the great leader. Your weekly address, Your dying hope, Your source of evil.
Nationalists The blind patriot is now a parody, A joke that lives, Walks and breathes, Among us, Pestering us. Yet was never one of us, Was never a human, A person, But always a monster. Lingering and trolling about, So in a manner that the even the vulgar blush. What poison they are to ourContinue reading “Nationalists (a poem)”