The Crowning

No cheering, adoring ,

Flag waving crowds,

Behind high fences

Adorned with razor wire,

Surrounded by thousands

Of troops – rifles ready,

In the presence of some

Hand-picked crooked cronies,

A poet, a couple of singers,

A preacher – the theft complete,

 The crowning completed,

How convenient it was now

All butterflies and roses

Sunny skies and blue,

The four years of

Hornets and hell

Initiated by an illegal

Lateral PASS attempted

Fifteen minutes into

The first quarter,

Forgotten,

The fake, fawning media

Smiling like blonde spies

With dark roots and resumes

Of compromised, bedded,

Officials and politicians.

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Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Wake Up” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

9:39 AM January 21, 2021

Live Or Die

Watching south

From the forty-nine

To the razor wire

The machine gun line

It suddenly

Became quite clear

We’re about to lose

What we hold dear,

Flag and freedom

Know no lie

It’s fight like hell

To live or die.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Wake Up” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

3:27 AM January 19, 2021

Funky Farm Somewhere

On a funky farm somewhere

Four weird rats

Sucky, Dumpy, Picky and Woky

Read the Goebbels stats,

Hey we can do that here!

The bull walked by

You can go eat shit

The cow volunteered

You can suck my tit,

The pig snorted out

Don’t pull my pork

The sheep looked away

They were cultured from York,

The farmer asked

What’s all the commotion

The rooster crowed

The rats have a notion,

The farmer had a chat

With the four weird rats

Frowned and walked away

And sent in the cats.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Wake Up” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

7:26 AM January 10, 2021

Kaleidoscope In Reverse

They’re decent people

Like hell you say

Corporations wrapped

With the CIA,

They’ve screwed people

Around the world

Now here at home

At home unfurled,

The Kaleidoscope

Set in reverse

With Politicians

So damn perverse,

Where right is wrong

And wrong is right

White is black

And black is white,

Where truths are lies

Lies are truths

Night is day

And day is night.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Wake Up” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

8:13 AM January 8, 2021

Wake Up

Are the laws

Of a civilized society

Used to ensure the equity, fairness,

The protection of rights and freedoms

For all human beings,

Or are they abused

To the detriment of the many

For the advantage of the few,

The many used as tools

And those who understand,

Pull back the curtains,

Expose the folly,

Are painted as fools

Shunned, shot and locked

Away.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Wake Up” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

4:01 AM January 6, 2020

Brown Bag Picnic

So I took

A brown bag lunch

To the picnic

And was accosted

By some university dudes,

But my day was saved

When my Chinese friend

Went into his Kung Foo stance,

And my Indian cowboy chum

Who knew fighting

From the reservation and ranch,

So we ended up

Having our picnic,

We each had a brown bag lunch

And the Ivy League idiot guys

Watched through black eyes,

Not a hunch in the bunch.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “are You Sleeping” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

10:03 PM December 23, 2020