A Melody Called Peace. Scott Johnson
the buffoons and oligarchs all to your impious table
Laundering your exchanges with your hotels at the Red Square
Infiltrating for personal gains while hiding in Ben Hur’s underwear
Surrounding your borders with the National Guard hiding your guilt
Monstrously plundering niceties ranting madly with dirt and filth
Consumed by adolescence in your behavioral style of lawlessness
However there is no principle to whack your buttocks of worthlessness
Screaming about noncitizens although your wife is a Slavic queen
Your color is a rosy pink like a piggish self-centered swine who’d intervene
It has been proclaimed essentially you are an unindicted coconspirator
Culpable of abuse of your campaign as your lawyer sits in an incubator
Fantasizing while counting sugar plums inaccurately claiming exoneration
It is only a question of endurance before your ultimate total damnation
Perhaps it would behoove you to discontinue your ghastly rude harassment
Reflecting on Moses’ tablets with the burning bush and the Ten Commandments
Redemption is retrieval which no hound barking, like your repulsively evil crowds,
ever will reach because your conceited attitude will remain till you’re disavowed.
Hence your theater is a Class Z show angering the house to breach a disagreement
furthering a unanimous decision resulting in your well-deserved impeachment.
A breakdown is not foreseen for your emotions are calloused and nonexistent
as you will be asked to leave willingly proudly marching into imprisonment.
Playing chess with the inmates listening to Elvis like the adorable Juliet Jake
Claiming as always the reports were falsified taking the tag of news which was fake
Still he walks staggering as a free man into his twilight after a Waterloo Sunset
Soaking my pen in ink and dabbing it lightly on the page of this soothing couplet.
Stealthily whispering to Melania about his blunders which are suddenly tumbling
he sits alone and stares at the wall awkwardly fumbling while his world is crumbling.
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Malfunctional Thugocracy
Stealthily sneaking your unheralded evil thugs without badges
born from the underworld while lighting their stinking matches.
Grinning sadistically with their emerging ewe-like butting horns
shooting their pellets at anyone who’s angry or shamelessly scorns.
Slamming their shields against reporters protruding their billy clubs
leaving an old man bleeding praising their good god Beelzebub.
Sent to the streets of the capitol for the Prez was highly insulted
practicing his unattested power although a revolution has resulted.
His approval ratings are suffering while utilizing systemic injustice
while his henchman are lined up exhibiting their political cowardice.
Insidiously exercising on the streets spewing their repulsive hatred
while Donnie stands sacrilegiously waving our Holy Book so sacred.
Shocking the Episcopalians who start praying for angelic advice
during the hypocrites are discussing their iniquitous use of vice.
Apparently our commander in chief was a victim of low timidity
by hiding with his spouse and kid in a bunker with higher humidity.
Conspiring with his Attorney General to start an illegal private militia
counting his days for they are numbered. Let him sleep without insomnia.
Standing like a sergeant ordering autocratically his entire chain of command
sitting alone while voices creep into his head which ruthlessly reprimand.
Hiding behind his barricades to keep sense from entering his weary brain
looking completely dismayed as the demonstrations do steadfastly remain.
Because of DC’s lack of statehood he has brought in smokies from the south
who patrol in the light of all discrepancies which fall out of his bloody mouth.
As we witness the embarrassing idiocy of these cops with ominous décor
we ask the elegant Mayor why her 4000 officers are left to watch the war.
Our hopes for a respectful and empathic reply have disappeared in indignity
counting the days until we can emancipate ourselves from his horrific tyranny.
The demonstrators have displayed their right to express their solemn grievance
peacefully petitioning nonetheless being subjected to a state-sanctioned violence.
A looming decree of malicious intent has been wished from our hungry adversaries
destroying our constitution while dividing and conquering with ghostly mercenaries.
As the pandemic rears its ugly head the younger compatriots risk their precious health
while the misers and famous are irresponsibly mum rolling like hyenas in their wealth.
The courageousness has come from retired men of arms who share their concern
exclaiming persistently that this procedure must be consequentially overturned.
The falsehoods have assembled to define an alternative prism of unreality
which forcibly dominates our thinking process provoking an atrocious calamity.
Hence the values and virtues of our culture became an antithetical democracy
until we raise our awareness of the bitter misuse of a malfunctional thugocracy.
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Irrationality of Prejudice
Two phrases of importance come to mind
We are not at fault for our genetic origin
All born from the Love of God’s humankind
like a melodious passion from a violin.
Comforted by the breasts of our mothers
as she caressed us with warmth and security.
No different whether rich or impoverished
we are chosen to be amongst each other.
Wide-eyed with our innocence unblemished
we hold respect for our neighbor in purity.
Why then arises this embittered intolerable hate?
Through sympathetic eyes we can replenish
the appearance of talented latitudinarians.
They deliver tolerance to gratefully illustrate
the recognition of one’s self-worth as priority.
Hence holding confidence for poor plebeians
for furtherance to realize their lives to cherish.
Relieving the