Sunday, October 04, 2020

Uncivil War...

 



© 3 October 2020, the Griot Poet

No internal war is ever civil,

Russia’s goal is upheaval,

Of Democratic Republicanism,

As “threat of a good example,”

 

White nationalists are our Y’all Qaeda jihadis,

“Stand back and stand by,”

Boogaloo Bois,

Proud Boys;

Aryan Nation, Klan, and Neo-Nazis,

Armed to the teeth because they fear,

The actual exercise of democracy,

As the nation’s demographics,

Shifts from primarily Anglo Saxon

To Melanin-dominate,

 

A time bomb, whose fuse was lit,

By their ancestors and government built on the efforts,

Of free slave labor, replaced,

By Chinese, then Mexican labor,

African diaspora re-enslaved with vagrancy laws, author Doug Blackmon said:

Slavery by Another Name,”

 

We’re all,

Carbon-based, wind up dolls,

To a sadistic caste system,

That gives lip service,

To “E Pluribus Unum,”

 

We’re more like benign fascists,

Enlisting the aid of terrorists,

Be the police or militiamen,

Scare the shit out of the subservient,

 

November 3rd is our nation’s civic ability,

To decide between democracy and tyranny,

 

November 3rd is also the forty-first anniversary,

Of the Greensboro Massacre,

Where Klansmen and Neo-Nazis,

Murdered innocent protesters from the Communist Worker’s Party,

Murdered on film evidence,

Acquitted by an all-white male jury,

Forty-one years later, the Greensboro City Council is officially offering an apology,

 

The elements are still here,

We haven’t educated ourselves from these fears,

Racism is not innate, but taught,

From father to son, mother to daughter,

 

There will be no Union or Confederacy,

Except one of Dunces,

As Russia and China looking from afar,

Eat popcorn, as we do their jobs for them,

Tearing ourselves apart,

 

As Nikita Khrushchev predicted,

SLAMMING his shoe on a UN podium:

“We will BURY you without firing a shot!”

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