Tag: politics

A Vote for Nixon

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Free Verse, Poetry5 Comments

The politicians danced around town

Telling all the people what they wanted to hear

Their promises came wrapped in the fine clothes of prosperity

Our town would ‘reap great rewards

Absolutely no one will be left out’ they shouted

They filled the air with hopes and dreams

All the men heard the news at town hall meetings

And gatherings around their watering holes

They carried it home to their wives

Those were happy days

Anticipating all the good things to come

The politicians came and went…

Their promises came and went…

Their prosperity never came at all.

Revolution?

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Poetry, Rhyming13 Comments

To see America in this place makes me weep

When the only hope we have to spread our message

Maybe to take up our arms and march through the street

In an attempt to save ourselves from the wreckage

They regulate all our thoughts and actions freely

As they sell us diet colas and empty hope

They can sell us our leaders just as easily

When we traded religion for their plug-in trope

I want to see those men hidden in the shadows

Pushing the buttons destroying our resistance

Bring them forward to face me in the light and show

Why a corrupt government deserves existence

Step forward all true American loyalists

Take back the land of the free; the home of the brave

Perhaps this might be the only chance we will get

Will it be liberty or a walk to the grave?

Decisions

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Poetry, Rhyming2 Comments

Should I go on down to Main street

Where the season fills the night

Press my nose against the glass

And longingly stare at the sight

Of things in the stores

I can no longer afford to enter

 

Or rush on back home

Cock my guns and bolt my locks

Tuck my life away

Inside my wooden box

And wonder if I can

Survive the nuclear winter

The Good Life?

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Poetry, Rhyming8 Comments

Our country is strong

We all know that

Said the politicians

To the diplomat

There’s no such thing

As an economic depression

 

Then they scurry on by

So they won’t have to gaze

Down the dark streets

Or the cold alleyways

Where America hides

Its transgressions

 

The Summer of 2017

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Poetry, Rhyming8 Comments

Hurricane M and Hurricane I

Lives and homes lost

In the blink of an eye

The fires of hell burning

All hope is lost

The world is churning

Awaiting the final cost

 

One man guns down five hundred plus

Wars have been declared for less

Yet we roll over without even a fuss

To save ourselves from the mess

Of passing a law that may offend a few

Even though it will save all the rest

 

So the cameras are rolling

The scene is all set

The Orange man is all aglow

We know there is a toll

That has not been paid yet

Will this be his final blow