Your Moment

Your moment—the moment of truth.
The hour of decision is now.
You can stay on the sidelines,
hang your head and bow.

Or you can stand as a warrior,
a warrior of truth,
of justice, and all that's good.
Yours is the choice,
and this is the moment.
Here’s hoping you do as you should.

 Enter the Fray

If you want to be fearful,
be fearful.
If you want to be scared,
be scared.

But do not freeze.
And if you drop to your knees,
make it to pray—
instead of obey.

Trump's banner now waves
where once the banner of freedom stood.
Freedoms are lost by the day.
Be fearful, indeed,
but know—you must enter the fray.

Fist Fights Become Street Fights

Fist fights become more deadly
when they no longer belong to kids.
Punches pack more power
when grown men blow their lids.

The playground gives way
to life on the streets—
hanging out in bars
and sitting on motorcycle seats.

The fights become more deadly,
the fists pack more power,
and there’s a trip to the hospital
when a friendship goes sour.

Fist fights become street fights,
and life becomes death.
And the hooligan is soon breathing
a criminal’s breath.

Graft and Corruption

Graft and corruption,
and corruption and graft—
it seems to not see it,
you'd have to be daft.

The man at the top,
the top of this land,
uses his office for riches,
and those riches are grand.

He frees the prisoners
and those who commit crime,
but locks up the immigrants
most every time.

He mocks the courts,
and courts those with funds—
if they'll do him some favor,
their crimes come undone.

The man at the top,
the top of our land,
deals in graft and corruption,
and things underhand.

The Democrat Lifer

Start your campaign early.
Don't start it too late.
Hit with a surprise blow,
As you come out of the gate.

Here's my call to Democrats,
Whether it be Harris
Or those wearing top hats.

Start with a bang,
Send a surprise—
Shockwaves and tremors
Of the highest size.

You, as a Democrat,
Are against abortion?
Come on, let's do it!
This is as big as the ocean.

You've got to do it early
And must be sincere.
Don't deal falsely,
Just to appear.

Then, give the voters
Time to adjust.
Give them time
To learn they can trust.

A Demo, a Demo
Is divided from many
Just by abortion.
For most people, that's plenty.

Just this one issue
Separates the Democrats.
Because of this issue,
People think they're dingbats.

So, raise me your hand
If you're the person we need.
We'll run you for president
If you're a lifer—a lifer indeed.

Suicide

Suicide– the suicide of our nation
Yes, it's no less– no less than that
We are the soldiers on the other side
In this great combat

We take a gun to our own head
We take a knife to our own heart
We murder the soul inside ourselves
We blow ourselves apart

Death delivered by the hands of those who die
Death from the hands of self
To think we would take our own life
We must be besides ourself

We are a strangled nation
And its our own hands upon our neck
Murder for hire, they call it
And it's we who sign that check

A death warrant
A death wish
It's we who sign that decree
If we want to know who's killing us
Well, it's you and me

A President for the People

A president for the people
This Donald, Donald Trump
And if you really believe that
Your thinking's in a slump

People, people, people:
Don't fall for Donald Trump
You'd be better off to climb a cliff
And then take a jump