So now Trump lost, and Facebook, Twitter, Alphabet, Hollywood and the MSM won...
Hold back your tears, Marcus Antonius, as the toga
With holes which is prop to your words.
Lost for words, the crowds try to catch your every word.
Their ears try to synthesize hope from them,
The man on the pedestal will no more give them such hope
And hopefully he taught them how to fish.
No more will their voices be heard, even
As the gramophone goes silent.
For four years they heard their echo with solutions
And saw these take form according to their wish.
The storm within seeks an outlet to simmer down,
But Caesar wasn't enough for the conspirators.
They want more blood, as a cat taunting its catch,
The murderer stabbing the lifeless victim
Forgetting that anger leads always to great evil
Especially when egged on by a victor's muzzle.
Hold back your tears, Marcus Antonius, and keep peace,
In spite of Newton's third law, hold back, keep peace.
The voice of the people cry out in the wilderness:
"Prepare ye the days of the next overlord."
They dream of wild money and tarred net streets
But can only be guaranteed not a single day to be bored.
Cast your vote, like exorcism in a closed building
Where faith died! You know the head-spin
Is the moment the vomit spells your inevitable failure.
Votes mean nothing when owned by demons.
I dreamt of choosing a president all mine,
But that's not mine for the choosing,
And despair cooks witch spells in the back of my mind
To drown my dreams in dreary musing.
I dreamt of choosing the laws to rule
But one person rules the parliament supreme
And waves a wand if any should dare to speak
In his presence of the forbidden or of another team.
I dreamt of choosing the mayors to ride,
But the Boss not mine defines the governor
And delegates another to give them orders and more,
And decides what moves, grows, or becomes manure.
I dreamt of a great nation in Africa's armpit
But got a snapshot of generations in the belly
Of the Beast. Maybe I shouldn't be dreaming,
Maybe I should just stand for truth; just maybe.