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No Love of Country

Michael Marchese

By Michael Brandon MarchesePublished 4 years ago 1 min read

My turn for impeaching

Obsequious peaceniks

Are making me sick

Of these linguistic,

Jingoist sentiments

Leeching

Off coughers

And coffers closed

Like the schools

Teaching

Their culture supremacy

Remedies preaching

Their outreaching

White-washing,

Black-coded

Bleaching

Intentions

Descending to hell

All contentions

Are quelled

And if any dissenters

Rebel

It is censured

As well

So extensions

Of interlope errs

On the side

Of the circumspect

State of affairs

Still divided

Itself like a house

That can’t stand

To take planned

Economic

Commands

From the man

And his red-handed

Caught in the act

Band of sycophants

Damning

The evidence

Flagrantly

Blatant

Blank-slating

The bank

Breaking laws

With impunity

Faking

More news about death’s

Final breath away

Pains in the chest

And unrest

Manufactured

As wrested from us

Is the last shred of powerful

Gods in which trust

Is soon crushed

Underneath

The hypocrisy,

Lies

Normalizing

Deceit

Can’t look me

In the eyes

surreal poetry

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