RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS
An American in Munich
He is not loud and brash
Like the despots he admires
He has no zealotry or flash
He pretends to put out fires
But he hides an evil motive
Beneath his tortured rationale
He promotes an ugly votive
To raise his fascist nationale
He appeal for lack of reason
To the enemies from within
In Munich it’s known as treason
As if we don’t know where they’ve been
The despots are his allies
He has no sympathy for friends
He doesn’t hear the warning cries
That our alliance is at an end
We know he does not care
Where Europe goes from here
It’s clear he does not share
What Europe holds most dear
(JD Vance lectures Munich officials
on accepting the far-right parties.)
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