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| Art by Nick Anderson |
Listen my children and you shall hear
of the midnight raids, as Trump interferes –
just past the end of 2025
with Miller and Marco, he did connive
to throw the world into chaos and us into fear.
He said to Bondi, “since he’s already charged
with drug crimes, that makes it all right
to drop bombs on Caracas then barge
into the palace, kidnap and take flight.
Drag them onto our ships, then launch out to sea
where your crooked lawyers had better be
ready to lie and make hash of the arm
of our law, claim criminal harm
which we will prosecute; thus Epstein’s disarmed.”
Then he watched all night, with unmuffled roars
as the airmen and soldiers assaulted the shores
of Venezuela, a country so rich in oil
that oil barons willingly embroil
themselves in an illegal war
to abscond with the goods, and to ignore
true ownership—the hell with rules! Far
better to seize, then let countries chide,
gnash their teeth, try to override.
You know the rest. In books we will read
how the Orange Pestilence spread, his misdeeds
piling like dung heaps, and the calls
to impeach and arrest ineffectual –
until true patriots chased red hats down each lane
to uphold the rule of law once again.
Under new-minted Congress, we strove
to repair all the damage, our country re-wove.
It starts now: this red line cannot be ignored
our cry is defiance, and not one of fear.
Our voice in the darkness must open the door
to accountability for him and each buccaneer
who soiled our history, and their greed financiers.
In this hour of darkness and peril and need
the people must waken and each volunteer
to protest and clamor till the country is freed
from the depredations of this profiteer.
Catherine McGuire is a writer/artist with a deep concern for our planet's future, with five decades of published poetry, six poetry chapbooks, a full-length poetry book, Elegy for the 21st Century, a SF novel, Lifeline, and book of short stories, The Dream Hunt and Other Tales.
