As We Watch the Unmasking of Our Nation
Literally comes the unmasking of the letter of law
Dark horses unsaddled and unbridled
Whose riders are short men of Machiavellian origin
The man of the hour clutching a bible upside down
A bible bearing his unforsaken name as publisher
Sold for coins and profit in the spirit of Judas Iscariot
Must watchers run and should they hide
Look to the stars the moon and beyond Mars
Hide in the marshlands of faith hope and love
It is hard for a good man to govern
When he serves in the dispraise of the people
How illustrious can ignorant exceptionalism be
A tiny shard is as dangerous as an anvil
Lay the fate of the nation in the talons of a bald eagle
Whose face bears resemblance to a bald face lie
Watch him behind the seal
Coming and is here that eagle’s torrential reign
Crowned with the arch of fabricated glory
As we watch the unmasking of our nation
© emmett wheatfall
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