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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.

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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!'

Rolph David

Thu 7th Nov 2024 12:05

Hello to all four of you: Thank you all for your comments! I'm currently reading a psychological treatise on why people, regardless of nationality, keep falling for these psychopaths en masse. It's so inspiring that I'll be writing something about it here soon...See you then...best regards

Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Thu 7th Nov 2024 10:22

Thank you Rolph. The horror, the horror.

Martin: whatever happens in the US is VERY much the concern of Farage...the would-be UK ambassador to Trump. The UK should be afraid, very afraid.

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Martin Peacock

Thu 7th Nov 2024 09:03

I recently read a comment (on another site) from an American who said that whatever happened in the US, it was not the concern of others and that we should keep our opinions to ourselves. Such shortsightedness goes some way to explaining how Trump and his cohorts have managed to usurp American democracy - whatever Trump does, its effects will reverberate around the world. We're all in the firing line now that this insane fascist has got his tiny hands on the reins of power in a country that still packs such serious economic, political, cultural and military clout on a global scale. The rest of us need to pay close attention to everything that happens across the Atlantic over the coming months, because the shock wave will ripple a long way.

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Stephen Gospage

Thu 7th Nov 2024 07:12

A passionate, deeply felt poem, Rolph.
Democracy is about the rights of minorities and their freedom to exist and express themselves. Let's hope people remember that.

TOM MERTON

Wed 6th Nov 2024 23:47

It is plain to see that the days of the small voiced little people are over ( not that they were ever really listened to anyway )

Great poem Rolph-cheers!

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