Dawn

As the melting pot is brought to a boil,

Blood takes to the American soil.

Depression. Anger. And violence persist.

As Lady Liberty falls to the modern racist.

“We have a right to our bodies!”

Can be heard through the night

As women, trans, and bipoc

All continue their fight.

We are hungry and tired.

And they’re calling us weak.

But the louder their hatred

Then the louder we SPEAK.

Take a hold of my hand,

My child, we’re almost there.

And don’t lose your hope,

Mes Enfant, don’t despair.

For it isn’t the end.

There is daylight to come.

And soon the oppressors

will be sucking their thumbs.

For with the dawn brings the light

Which casts away night.

And soon their cold asses

Will fall into plight.

They’ll lose all of their money

With each passing day.

And without a roof

or a meal they will stay.

Their villainous greed

may have served them so far.

But they can do nothing

to stop Morning Star.

My job is to punish the wicked

And comfort troubled.

But by the looks of this state

It seems my workload has doubled.

So here I will sit,

Deciding their fates.

As their souls have decended

Into Hellfire’s Gate.

The wicked are here

For one simple reason.

Because each one of them

Has committed a treason.

They’ve betrayed mankind.

And now they are mine.

I get to dictate

what they’ll do with their time.

My job is quite simple,

I review their fates

And then tell them why

They’re denied heaven’s gates.

Unlike what you’ve heard

I am not a vile monster.

In fact I just got here

By request of the Master.

They sent me to tell you

That I am in charge here.

And that all the vile villains

Will FACE what they fear.

Their lives are all changing.

Destruction begins.

And doubles with each one

Of their own deadly sins.

There are troubled here too.

And, until my arrival,

The villains have bullied

Them without any rivals.

So now I must punish

The wicked until

Their ego and bigotry

Grow deadly still.

No more is this hell.

For this is a new day.

No, now this is Earth.

Where love will now stay.

I have many changes

To bring into view.

But before we begin

I must ask this of you.

Do not lose your hope

In a shimmering dawn,

For the dew has begun

To collect on the lawn.

A bright new beginning

Lies ahead for the broken.

Don’t lower your voice

For those words must be spoken.

You will be lifted out

And away from the muck.

The oppressor is falling

No more slave teets to suck.

The broken are rising

And fighting for life

And the wealthy apologize

While they’re holding the knife.

But the new dawn heals all

And everything dark

Will fall to the light

With the strike of a spark.

No more is this hell

Where the innocent suffer.

For now begins Earth

At the hands of the Mother.

Trust in yourself

And keep your head high.

For soon these dark times

Will have long passed us by.