A Nation's Fall - The World On The Brink
America’s dream died today, in shame,
A tyrant’s pride ignites this fateful flame.
By numbers marked, and fools enthralled by might,
A nation blinds itself to the loss of light.
Women, gripped by fear, forsake their claim,
Bowing to their husbands’ will more than their shame.
The unborn’s cry, once called a holy fight,
Falls mute beneath this gilded thief's delight.
Where was the voice of law, of strength, of heart?
Kamala stood, yet offered little part.
The borders swelled, waves surged without control,
And for the poor, no plan—no promised goal.
Our youth—the hope once held in steady eyes—
Now veer to the right, misled by hidden lies.
Reason crushed by Musk’s unchecked domain,
As bought-and-sold "truths" feed his ruthless gain.
Untruths crept through a landscape sick with lies,
Musk, Trump, and tyrants with their frozen eyes,
Russia and China, with their lies unbound,
Spread fake news, fraud, till truth hit deepest ground.
Even those scorned, Latinos, black and white,
Surrendered votes to him, a spiteful slight,
Blind to his mockery, his cruel scorn—
What twisted shame, what dark deceit reborn.
The Supreme Court waits to heed his iron hand,
While laws bend low to follow his command.
In time, will he forbid the right to speak?
A lawless reign, the powerless made weak.
When crimes are named, they’ll drift to dust and smoke,
A ruler’s will, too high, too fierce to choke.
A pardon waits for each unspeakable deed,
He wields the law as he alone decreed.
Did stars from coastal hills rise up to fight?
Their wealth and fame dissolved to empty sight,
Their names like dust, and voices dead and frail—
For nothing stops a tyrant’s cruel scale.
What fools we were, to tremble and comply,
As tyrants rose, and we did not ask why.
Our lessons lost, as history was ignored—
We watched, we stayed, and chaos was restored.
America’s crown now rusts under a tyrants’ hand,
Its future bound to a despot-driven land.
Where ballots died, and freedom’s flame is spent—
An age of dark despair, our last lament.
Martin Peacock
Thu 7th Nov 2024 18:04
Uilleam: never a truer word spoken. And to think he had the gall to put himself forward as a go-between for Labour & Trump! No love lost between me and Labour, but they made the right call saying 'no!'