SUNRISE IN AMERICA by Rick Burnley



SUNRISE IN AMERICA
By Rick Burnley
The Jedi Poet
©February 22, 2007


November 7, Two Thousand and Six
What a glorious day for peace
Maybe now we have a fighting chance
For some of this madness to cease

Yeah, yeah, it’s sunrise in America
We woke up to a brand new day
The weasels are on their way out
Now the Rethuglicans will pay

The gnashing of teeth is the sweet music
That we woke up to on the 8th
We’ve started to neuter these lying thieves
So much for their misplaced faith
That they would carry the day again
With votes that they could rig
It’s sunrise in America
Down with the rule of the pig

And you Democrats who have been in power
You don’t deserve to be gloating
We’ve watched how many of you have supported these thugs
And we’ve seen how you’ve been voting

Don’t flatter yourselves that we chose you
The people rose up in disgust
Many of you supported these warmongers
And you don’t deserve our trust

I’m a high school graduate
And I knew the war was a lie
And because of your self-serving blindness
Hundreds of thousands have died

These rascals in power wouldn’t have succeeded
Without your craven support
And if you don’t pursue them for their crimes
You’re the next ones we’re going to abort

You voted to give little Georgie
Almost kinglike power
You’ve taken our future and our democracy
Toward its darkest hour

The Military Commissions Act
The Patriot Act as well
The death of Habeus Corpus
You’ve sent our Constitution to Hell

Now it’s okay to torture
And eavesdrop without probable cause
We’re going to pry the ill-gotten power
Out of the Neocons claws
Once again, our nation
Will obey its very own laws

As your first order of business
We the people demand
That you overturn these illegal new laws
That threaten freedom in our land

These new laws have put us in jeopardy
Once before, we’ve seen their like
These were the ones that were put in place
With the rising of Hitler’s Reich

And it’s time for you to investigate
The theft of the last two elections
Forget the misdemeanors
These are high crimes
We’re going to send them to the House of Corrections

The first to go was Rummy
The brains of the operation
Whose idiocy in strategy
Is helping to bankrupt our nation

One man down
Many more to go
And they’re all going to learn
That you reap what you sow

Adios Rummy
But we’re not through with you yet
World justice is going to track you down
On that you can sure as Hell bet

Georgie, Alberto, Dickie, and Karl
You’ll find out that crime doesn’t pay
And when the courts are finally finished with you
You’ll be locked up for many a day

Here’s a bit of friendly advice
You’d better head for the hills
The hounds of truth are on your trail
And the people have had their fill
Of bloodthirsty leaders who’ve been killing our nation
And taking the world to Hell.
We’re going to see that you’re shipped off to the Hague
Where you’ll be imprisoned for a long, long spell.

Posted: Sat - February 24, 2007 at 12:17 AM            

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