To Generation X
don’t mean to vex;
to Generation Why
don’t mean to make sigh;
to Generation Z
don’t mean to forget Bernie.
Yep, time to VOTE!
‘n rid DC of its orange bloat.
He’s not my president,
since ’16 a sad lament.
And his party, the GOP?
Better eat some CBD
cuz G is for greed
while the rest of us bleed;
O’s for oppression
while people of color run;
P is for power,
the rest of us they’ll devour.
Tax cuts for the rich?
That son-of-a-bitch!
Money will trickle down?
Didn’t buy it with Reagan.
Richer are the 10%;
How’s making rent?
How’s the search for a job?
(I’m so sick of his snobs.)
How’s learning at school?
And the fight against fossil fuel?
And invasions of women’s privates
by old men who drive it? GREED OPPRESSION POWER! No time to cower!
Think of our planet,
take 4 more years it cannot.
Time to drain the swamp, WITH OUR BALLOTS STOMP his jabs at truth to confuse
with his fake news.
sowing chaos,
pandering to kneelers before the cross.
And if you’re LGBTQ
his Nazis will come for you.
Bizarro world has unfurled,
led by Info-Wars—
the Ark and dinosaurs?—
Fox News on steroids.
Who’ll be the next George Floyd?
Don’t forget the COVID virus!
Ain’t nothing to discus.
200 THOUSAND DEAD!
if only creepy-creep had led!
Who’ll bring charges of murder
against this saboteur?
He’s mendacious, rapacious.
Lord, I need my Bette Davis!
Our Constitution’s been mislaid,
citizens betrayed
by Senator Turtle,
(ya know he wears a girdle)
and his ilk
who cheat and bilk MY COUNTRY TIZ OF THEE! (sell Putin Kentucky!)
So damn weary
of conspiracy theory.
Laughing are the Russians n’ Chinese,
all the ha-ha hacking sleaze,
at Q-anon so gullible
(is the election annullable?),
at Proud Boys
and their juvenile noise.
And with their hate THEY are the “deep state,”
think his tweeted typos
are secret, sacred spy codes.
We’re child molesters,
kiddy sex traffickers
to all of them.
Wearing Michelle’s diadem
the Slavic whore of Babylon
got her immigrant parents, her billion.
Screw the others jailed by ICE
who paid a dearer price
at the border,
on some trumped up law and order.
God, how long before they’re past tense!
To decency, what an offense.
We must stop
this rhetoric of slop
from all the fans
of this icky man
coiled round 1600 Pennsylvania,
a friend to that traitor Kanye,
a wack-job so selfish,
his ideas are hellish!
This is my screed.
We must be freed
of our dark ages, medieval,
before a violent upheaval.
We must not surrender
to this Maximal Offender.
Life has a balance sheet. There can be NO DEFEAT! Yeah, I’ll rant and rave
until my grave!
Yeah, I said it,
you haven’t misread it.
You don’t like it?
Not gonna retype it;
don’t really care;
still got my hair.
silver foxy gray,
and no, I don’t crochet,
but hope you gotta sense of humor
cuz I’m an okay, boomer;
should have told you sooner
I’m a patriotic crooner,
singing as a fag
who loves his starry striped flag.
So my fellow LGBT or Q,
help avoid an American coup.
Honor Dr. Fauci,
and Ruth Bader G,
notorious in her collar,
give them a shout, a holler.
I know adulting is hard;
we all got scarred.
But today evil lurks
amidst nefarious networks.
Not being dramatic
just don’t want no leader autocratic.
So Gens X, Y and Z
drop your ennui;
On November 3rd let your voice be heard. VOTE! You, me, US! Rid America of its tangerine pus!
Come the autumnal leafy brown
let us bid farewell to this clown
and with spring’s green
let us set a scene
of justice,
letting flower the best in us.
OKAY, I’m done, I’ve had my say,
but I ain’t no geriatric cliché.
This queer
is here NOW…
peace out. ciao.
