Bind, Oh Bind the Fasces’ Bundle

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Brother and Sister Citizens:

Our fatherland consolidates. Let us salute, as One, our terrible destiny,
lately manifest as the gathering force of a golden sun now glowing,
after eight years of lightless gloom.
Now we  shine, now we merge individuality in one
to discover our collective future in Trump.
As one wave of Greatness we now stride
over the ruins of Hope & Change, into the American Restoration.
Let us, each one, offer a straight stick of noble hardwood for the mass.

Donald our axe-head is now tightly bound with us in a shared sacred duty,
projecting his keen edge from the national bundle.
Let us, together, grow tired of winning until all worthless cancerous cells
are excised, neutralized and disposed of.
All that is not full of the Will to Greatness must perish
before the coming orange storm.
Clad in the shining raiment of victory
let us serve with American fervor our new leader.
Women, mothers and nurturers of the mystic rebirth
are welcome in Trump’s new nation.

Sweep away the cobwebs of the old weakness, hail the conquering hero,
he who fearlessly bears the fasces into the global courtroom
as judge, jury, and executioner.
Let the cities and nations of unbelief tremble and plead for mercy.
Poems shall be composed as bridges are built, spanning years.
Stanzas shall spontaneously fall into place and march with military precision.
Every capital line shall converge upon our captain.

Hail the crown of Donald T.
Hail the mighty orange flame
Hail the age’s consummation
(Voters have themselves to blame)

 

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TRUMP shall smash the global Hydra
TRUMP shall avenge our national shame.
TRUMP shall restore our families’ honor;
CONQUER (in his deplorable name) !

Captain TRUMP, the cord that binds
TRUMP the axe-head and the judge.
Leader DONALD, light that blinds.
Our final King: let none begrudge.

 

LOVE is the LAW
LOVE
UNDER WILL

(was that fascistic enough 4 U ?)

shout-out 2 ma homeboyz Benito Mussolini and Vlad P.
thanx 4 tha inspiration !

Marching to Hell

Dedicated to all the enlightened women,
progressives
and social justice warriors
marching, disrupting,  and having public tantrums
in and around our nation’s capitol
up to and including January 21st.

Auguries of Inauguration:

Masked back-packing militants descend on DC. The instigators’ antics indicate true agitator’s instincts. When the rest buy it, the best…riot?  Putin set the precedent by rootin’ for the President. As for the protestors—are they seeking to serve justice or just the Secret Service? Joined by thousands of patriot motorcyclists, the black-masked boast of hikers may be lost on a host of bikers. Hmmmm… the silent verve of our veteran friends proves that the violent serve wicked ends. The verge of silence may mean a surge of violence.

While snowflakes melt down, the state will clamp down as militants storm town. Eastern sages know: a mean Taoist turned teen Maoist may raise the base rating for race-baiting just to get a rise. Erasing a different face is not the same as facing a different race (and many of these mad Taoists seem a tad Maoist to me…) Opening the trunk, one forgets that elephants remember: when the mob rules, they rob mules. Democratic icons are stubborn things. Until the bandits are punished let’s banish the pundits to the hinterlands of fake news.

It’s inauguration time, Dumbo.

 

music credit: Daniel Johnston