Tuesday, January 3, 2023

Red Blue Green And Of Course Invisible

 

Red Blue Green And Of Course Invisible

 

Venom of a King Cobra hissing in heat at his hated fellow

Red is for the brute Blue is for the institute

Green the least obscene isn’t even shown on the screen

While this Earth is temporal I put my faith in the invisible

I am wearing the colors of our flag with glaring words declaring

“I Voted Today”

Of course high tech hackers may like hijackers take control

One more reason to vote for the invisible

After all the interference America played in coup after coup

It would be karma if somebody urinated into our cup of soup

If this is too close, red will win in sin, the color filling our street

Be optimistic either way a great evil will suffer a stunning defeat

It looks like Florida is the key which will lock the door of doom

A belligerent finger on the button, boom, boom, boom

What’s wrong with nuking a country besides twenty million slain?

Ah for the overwhelming green I can feel your pain

Bernie would have defeated both of them together, ain’t that insane?

I’m already for impeachment unless of course the winner is Stein

But remember the invisible it is simply divine

Now when a child says he wants to grow up to be president

It is a sadistic lament of which we resent

We have always been a cruel nation

Genocide the foundation

Friendly utopians wearing massive grins became the Pilgrims salvation

Then as the red man learned the tables turned towards devastation

Lazy lot of cretins they brought in stolen Africans

Praise the Lord here is your rewards, chains, rape and no escape

Unless of course you count the reward of heaven on high

But no relief, not a drop of comfort, until the day you die

And from Earth to Heaven came an anguished cry

Save your soul trust the invisible He is in total control

So in the land of cotton it was forgotten the serene green

On the television the map is lit up red and blue

I am certain that neither candidate truly cares about you

Its money honey and this funny game is a hysterical shame

A dust cloud full of participants proud where everything stays the same

The powerful clutch more of their desire favoring a false fame

 The drama drives the drum of dreaded disaster

Down the Highway to Hell zooming ever the faster

Bigoted racism channeling a schism against the will of a Wall Street shill

And silence, none of the defiance of our green Champion Jill

But ultimately and honestly it is the will of the invisible


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