The Wall
Graffiti
on a battered wall:
On this
ground the fascists fall!
The
stormtroopers are geared up
And primed
to come your way
Teargas
and riot sticks
Helmets
and vests
Camouflage
uniforms leather boots
Goggles
masks and night vision
Like they
had in Fallujah
In another
time and place
Line em up
and fire away
MAGA hats
are standing tall
Everyone
else against the wall!
Anarchists
do you hear
Anti-fascists
filled with fear
Longhairs
blacks rainbows browns
Brace
yourselves you’re going down
People who
still read books
Students
in college towns
Run hide and
don’t be found
Prepare ye
for the fall
Line em up
against the wall!
We’ve seen
this horrid act before
(the
states of Kent and Jackson)
It’s how
the politicians score
(and how
they justify their actions)
Create the
violence they abhor
(and gage
the media traction)
Then mend
the lace they tore
It’s a
blood sport and they’re on the road
Stirring
trouble everywhere they go
Appearing
nightly on the evening news
A smashing
action show
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