The Red, White, and Green

 

As a trucker
this entire country
was my home.

But I don't recognize my home anymore.
Hatred has spread from shore to shore
it hasn't been this divided
since the civil war.

Trump wants to add
a maple leaf to our flag.
He wants to take the Panama Canal
because why stop at controlling birth canals

right?

 

We should change the word "school"
to "uterus."

Then maybe lawmakers will care
about the children
dying inside them.

 

Trump wants to buy Greenland
and call it Red, White and Blue Land
but he has dollar signs in his eyes.

 

With Trump and his billionaire vultures
picking our pockets clean
this country is no longer
the Red, White and Blue
it's the red, white and green.

 

He crams the Gulf of America
down our throats
and tells us he is turning Gaza
into the Riviera of the Middle East.

 

He jingles his keys over here
to distract us from
what they're doing over there ----->

Dismantling Democracy
amputating the wings
of the American eagle.

 

He's banning books
erasing Black history.
While he lies
about transparency
Lady Liberty cries
over America's demise.

 

The National Weather Service
will soon be a Magic 8 Ball.

Climate concern is
gone with the wind.

He and Vance bully our allies
on television.

 

Elon threatens workers
to reply or get the boot
he can wear stupid t-shirts
but Zelenskyy needs a suit?

 

The GOP continue to
point their fingers
and cover their asses
as they goosestep down
Pennsylvania Avenue.

 

There's a Blitzkrieg of disinformation
It's like drinking from a firehose
just to keep up with Trump
as he implements
The Heritage Foundation's wet dream.

 

Trump's regime sent a gestapo
to scoop up brown people
and ship them to
an internment camp.

 

He wages economic terrorism
and crashes stocks
with tariffs on
tariffs off.

And MAGA buys every grift
and believes every
magic bean fix, but

they forget
Mexico never paid
for the wall.

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It has been more than over two years since I ordered my last video from you. Someone blew through a stop light and hit my son's car. He was hurt badly and can no longer work. Since he and I share expenses, I no longer had any disposable income. 

He is doing ok. He was in constant pain for more than a year and could barely walk. All the doctors in our area just wanted to throw opioids, so we had to go to a doctor out of town who gave him an steroid injection that has taken away about 95% of his pain. He will never be able to do the sort of work he was doing before since he can't lift anything more than 10 pounds, but he is working with the Department of Rehabilitation to find something he can do in the future. He is only 28 years old and does not want to be on disability for the rest of his life. But I am so  grateful that he is alive. 

I have been so angry since the election. I can't believe this happened again, and it is so much worse than I thought it could ever be. This is one of my poems about it. If it is too political for you to read, I will understand completely. 

Thank you