by Lucille Gang Shulklapper
I pledge allegiance to Grover Norquist; I promise not to turn or twist, but keep my rigid stance despite circumstance, and to all Republicans for whom he stands be true, one party, under God, divisible, without thought to me or you. Why should the rich pay a higher tax, when those on food stamps are lazy and lax?
I pledge allegiance to the Family Leader, that I will be a mother and breeder, oppose Sharia law, and same-sex marriage, I’ll abhor. I will stand for each civil right, as they once had in perfect sight, when parents in slavery weren’t sold, and their children and families together grew old. Why should I suffer with a terrible migraine, when others can suffer in much more pain?
I pledge allegiance to Susan B. Anthony and the unborn, incest or rape’s not as bad as porn, a woman’s body is mine to control, just don’t put her on my dole; my religion and my faith come before any governmental lore, or law already on the books, why shouldn’t the Robert’s Court take second looks?
I pledge allegiance to Obama’s defeat, to forget the hungry, the cop on the beat. I pledge allegiance to Tea Party banter, debt ceiling lip syncs by Ryan, Walsh, and Cantor. I pledge allegiance to America’s default. “The sun will come up tomorrow” our proposed assault.
The work of Lucille Gang Shulklapper, an author of poetry and fiction, appears in many journals and four chapbooks. Recent work will appear in Main Street Rag's anthology "Altered States.” A picture book has been accepted for publication.
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