"RIP AMERICA!"
"THE DAY THE MUSIC DIED"
Folks, I wrote this as a grieving process. The words, the rhyme, the music sooth my soul. I pray to the universe for peace not war and hate.

RIP AMERICA!
THE DAY THE MUSIC DIED
I want to live on an island.
I want to live away from American land,
Until Rump and the Heritage Foundation die.
That is no lie.
Kamala should have won.
Once again, the electoral college pulled out their guns.
Project 2025 will presume 2025.
Many of us will not be alive,
Long at all
But the rich don’t care.
We are small.
They are pigs living in their slop and smelly hair.
2025 we will lose our healthcare.
Be aware,
Hear what I say.
Today
As the lions prepare their lairs
And dens of inequity and inequality
Hear what I say.
No more social security.
No more healthcare.
No more Medicare.
No more EBT.
Old people such as I will be thrown out to dry.
You asked why
Well, Nazis throw old and young away
That have any kind of disabilities,
Because Nazis want only contributors to society.
So, the old, the sick, the disabled will be thrown away
Millions will be deported far away.
This is a very sad day in America.
Bah humbug! Scrooge won!
Congratulations America for choosing a 34-count convicted felon, rapist, child molester and trafficking, fraud, and the list goes on.
The weak oversee us now
Once again women are second class citizens in our land
Once again, we have the autocratic southern states in charge of us
It’s still us vs them.
I want to cuss
I want to scream
What will happen in 2025
Is not many of us will survive
RIP AMERICA!
As a humanitarian I will continue to be an activist for marginal communities and humane conditions. Now that we have chosen a dictator to take power January 2025 it feels like the end of the world for us humanitarians and empaths.
The aftermath of the 2024 election is devastating to so many of us who wanted Kamala to win. Bigotry and misogyny got us here. Fox news and all the right-wing media got us here. Next year we will be told we cannot use certain words nor read certain books. This is not a movie, folks. They have told us to our faces they plan to destroy our constitution. I am mixed DNA, and it is well known that I am that. I am worried about my grandkids. I am worried about so many things.
America has fallen into the arms of a dictator. I am not being negative.
We must remain calm before the storm.
We must get our heads right to prepare for this aftermath after the election. We must get together in communities with people we trust. We must prepare ourselves for the worst scenario. This is not a movie.
I have often viewed life as a movie in a way that I could rewind the tape back to the beginning and start over from scratch.
Well folks we are here now. Our tapes have been rewound back to 1876. All the humanitarian things we fought so hard for and won for over 50 years will be stripped from our lives. We will go back to women as second-class citizens, people of color will be pushed back into manual labor, teachers, journalist, activists, protesters will be either locked up, killed, or harassed until they take themselves out.
We will be forced to join the White Nationalist churches. If we do not comply, we will be either killed, imprisoned, or harassed until we take ourselves out.
I am not writing this article, this song, this music to be told to shut up until January 2025.
We must form a community of folks to support one another during these dark times of our new foreboding dark clouds over our American land. We must stick together as human beings who care about each other and humanity.
I studied history, graduated from college, and learned to use critical thinking skills. I am thankful for my life and appreciate the talents our universe has given all of us.
This is not drill’ folks. This is a dystopian reality. Our country has just gone backward 200 years. The powers that were just elected will rip our constitution apart, dismantle all government agencies, rip our social security away, rip our healthcare and Medicare away. Nazis also throw away disabled people or others who cannot contribute to society. We will be living in a world of darkness and white patriarchal nationalist religious coercion and forced to subjugate to their doctrine.
I am in mourning today.
Tomorrow, we need to plan to take back to our country. Remember folks, the far right has told us there will not be any more elections.
We are officially living in the Twilight Zone.
RIP AMERICA!
WRITTEN BY
VICKI LAWANA TRUSSELLI
NOVEMBER 6, 2024
THE YEAR OUR MUSIC DIED,
COPYRIGHT 2024
TRUSSELLI ART
American Pie Don McLean Full Length 1989 Video from Original 1971 72 Song
About the Creator
Vicki Lawana Trusselli
I am 76 year old California mythic storyteller blending lived truth, technology, and sovereign survival into multimedia art.
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