Poem -

Wither Americana

Wither Americana

The MAGA legions
wear red threads made in China
and preach American exceptionalism
dispensing missives of ethnic nationalism
that have sparked conflicts
throughout history

Wrapped in red white and blue
the America First crew
eschews the world view
for a narrow myopic reality
that have fueled wars
throughout history

Peeking out from behind the wall
the protectionism mob
of anti globalist guardians
practice excessive tariff levies
guaranteed to wreck economies
that have led to recessions
throughout history

and so it goes...

Events will spiral out of control

Of course
those pulling the strings
from behind the scenes will profit

Strife will be the norm for the rest

Perhaps this time
our ignorance proves fatal

Death being the ultimate destiny
of all empires throughout history

Or maybe

This latest episode
of self inflicted agony
will make the best painful lesson
that resonates with us for once

An ignorant child
who burns their hand on a hot stove
learns to never do it again

At least in theory

Like 2 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.

Comments

author
Jac Tales

The Price War will affect the little guy the most. â›”

Reply
author
Being Me

I don't know what to say about all this. Trump, not your poem. Your poem says it all. I cannot get my head around all the outright lies ... Trump opens his mouth and a load of nonsense pours forth. He even lies. And still he is cheered! (I am not happy with our own government here in the UK either).

Reply
Poem -

Bigger Better Christian

Bigger Better Christian

I BRAKE FOR BUGS

This recurring occurrence
causes lots of accidents
but
while...

Poem -

Shield Shadow

Shield Shadow

My once fragile heart

Broken down
and restored repeatedly
over time

My...

Poem -

Fringe Boosters

Fringe Boosters

Propaganda influencers
have become quite adept
at mining the extreme
opposition...

Latest poems in Freestyle

Poem -

Lost.

Days short nights long.
Ghostly voices sing a dirgeful song.
Daylight grey nightlight black...

Poem -

WHEN THE HEARTS FINDS HOME

WHEN THE HEARTS FINDS HOME

A heart knows before the mind has a clue...

An unseen source of what it might be isn't quite sure...

Poem -

I post a most unusual shout...

I post a most unusual shout out

for what Doctor Seuss
(born Theodor Seuss Geisel)
might immediately understand
(as if...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com