Kit Kelen #303 - Trump

303

Trump

sing

let's all tell truth to power!

the people's will is a precious flower!

here is the big ugly truth

what we want

how we think

who we think we are

somehow the truth got out of its cage

it spits

it sprays venom

had we not fed it enough?

here is the big ugly truth

and look at it

how it consists of lies

how it blathers

most men wish some

return to the womb

the locker room

it speaks from

is the dinosaur stem of the brain

wanting to rule the world

just by grabbing

they love it

they'll let you do

this is the big ugly business

all tower

no taxes

consider this truth

from every angle

how it shines

as it bulges

and crumbles to fat

big ugly mug

the leer

the tongue contorting

not just to fork

but forcing

forcing a way in

his tongue in your head

how do you feel?

is it getting hard to breathe yet?

the gag reflex is there

I know you'd rather not

give this thought

but I must insist

to show you

here is the big ugly truth

consider this self estimation

it is a measure of our worth

do you accept?

do you decline?

will you pull the lever?

you know who's the boss

big leer

suck this

if you don't like the work

there's elsewhere

I will build a wall

this is the big ugly truth

I'm all wall

I'm the catastrophe

you for called for

I'm the bankruptcy

the trick with the lawyers

why do we even need an election?

let it just be me

let the others go to prison

you'll never catch me

*

drain the swamp

and you will find

this one

ogre of it

the name caller

the curse maker

the smear-who-walks

won't shut-the-fuck-up

he is all-confiding

conspired against

pants-full-afire

nose longer longer

where should we put

the old-man-leering?

octopus man?

he leans

he goggles

he vomits speech

here's what he throws up

he says it –

I have power

I abuse it

I have position

I misuse it

I have privilege

bow down all

no, other way round

bend over

touch toes

bring me my viagra

bring it on a gilded tray

I have some cruelty to do

where's the heart?

and where's the soul?

no, these things mustn't matter

a finger points

fist punches air

this is reality

this is the big ugly truth

what we want

how we think we rule the world

who we think we are

*

you're voting for the boss again?

and how's that worked for you till now?

let's play a game

of be ourselves

let's all be brutes

let might be right

let money be our king

an end of dissimulation

I want

I say it

gimme!

mine!

deliver home the truths

the truth!

the truth of who we are is ugly

the truth of how we came is worse

how is it the West was won?

do you think we came down from the trees with kindness?

do you think it was looking after each other made great?

do you pay taxes?

do you, fools?

your duty is to be amoeba

who says society is civil?

let's lose our money

let's lose yours

let's all go to hell

the lights are brighter there

*

this is the big ugly truth

like wishes from a dream once woken

if only a wall would protect the world from it

he's building a concrete condom

but takes it off for the paradise stroke

he sprays his wad in your face

how else will they learn

of the pitiful trickle

that's his economics

will you vote for this?

who's boss?

whose boss?

tell them what they want to hear

be their truth-made-flesh

slouch to be born

there's no ceremony of innocence to drown

you see the grade school girls on the stairs

time brings them to your bed

nations are no different

grab them by the pussy

they love it

widen the gyre!

here's a world diplomacy

imagine those lips on yours

that tongue twirling

his breath yours

two hearts beat as one

United States of Americans!

you have this choice

he breathes your air

and he can breathe through you

this business is for the whole human race

remember Hitler?

they voted him in

you only have to do it the once

*

as citizen of the world

I call you to your truth

say now

will you be more or less than this?

or are you equal to?

myself?

I cast my ostrakon

I cast the demon out

here is the big ugly truth

consider

will you consist of lies?

yes once you had an ugly thought

we all did

did we bow to this?

make the lie our life?

the republic must not summon this

not this one

not this time

nor ever

this is the swamp

the swamp in person

we speak the truth

speak truth to power

we make resistible this rise