day SIX HUNDRED and FORTY SEVEN

which one are we?

last week we were snowflakes

delicate little flowers

the tough guys on twitter called me mam

and gave themselves virtual high fives

but just yesterday

they turned us into a mob

angry mobs

despicable mobs

left-wing mobs hell bent on destroying america

skeletor coulter said

the president’s dipshit son

is tweeting the fear faster than we can produce it

every gathering of people not in MAGA hats

or dressed in the flag

seems like some kind of revolution

socialism in action

red meat to rile up the nazi base

i wish it were true

left-wing mobs hell bent on destroying america

coming with our jack boots

to smash the anthem and the flag

two-hundred-forty-two years of garbage

in this shithole nation

instead of women marching for their rights

instead of people in the streets

asking to be seen as more than less than human

delicate little flowers who have bloomed

out of this republican hypocrisy

that forgets the “good” men in charlottesville

the proud boys propagating their hate

the fox news propaganda machine

that never found

an alternative fact that it didn’t like

when they come at us like dirty swine

with their spin, their lies

man, i wish we were coming for them

marching down pennsylvania avenue

making trump piss in his diet coke cans

an army of snowflakes

reigning down a blizzard

on these hateful fucks

i wish we had them all

every last red, gerrymandering motherfucker

running scared.         

--John Grochalski