So proud you stand, you patriot
So proud above the cast iron statute
Of Robert E Lee astride his horse
You think you are creating Camelot
And you shouted with glee
As the statute fell down past the aged tree
That had shaded it, protected it, been there
In snow and storm until you arrived, you patriot
And you stomped on his face, you patriot
You stomped on his face like some superior
You stomped on his face and shouted with raised arms
For you are a patriot and set about to free us from our history
Set about to destroy our history and our freedoms because
You are a patriot.
No, you are a coward.
You are scum.
Copyright © 2017 Gordon Kuhn All rights reserved.
Death speaks thru the window of the train
While we travel going nowhere from the past to the present
in our clothes from best to worse and back again
looking for the answers to the riddle of questions
wanting to know who the Three Stooges represent
in our lives spent deceived by the world surrounding. 5.23.17
Well, I woke up this morning to learn that I am a racist. Yesterday it was doubtful about that. The day before that I clearly was not. But somehow from then until now I became a racist. It isn’t that I have problems with race. I have problems with people who are just plain stupid and don’t have a clue about themselves, me, or the world in general and don’t even have an understanding of what the word “racist” actually means. They fail to trace history. They fail to understand the present. And, they obviously cannot predict the future possible direction this country is taking. They don’t understand politics, cannot tell you who the VP is, and one thinks that Obama is a basketball player. Oh my God! So, in light of that I am a racist. Dear me… I think I’ll go out and have a cup of coffee for punishment for my sins against humanity.