Embarrassment of Riches

Achebe comes to mind. Things fall apart.
The tail wagging the dog. The horse before the cart.
We’re all wondering how we got here.
The watchful feared, while the ignorant cheered.
Ask Crispus Attucks, we were fucked from the start.

All of this damn money. All of this damn tech.
All of this damn data. All of this damn regret.
We saw it coming halfway around the globe.
Predictions were made, but you weren’t sold.
So you ruined the system built to keep this thing in check.

Now we’re all sitting inside, your plans come asunder.
We’re all paying the price for your gargantuan blunders.
Generations will wonder why
The nation elected* this guy.
Now we’ve got to be 6 feet apart so we won’t be 6 feet under.

So with less vision than a Cyclops and hair like a gorgon,
You tried to play us all like we were keys on an organ.
More conspiracy theories than Mulder and Scully.
Piloting this disaster, thinking you’re Captain Sully,
But you’re more like Captain Crunch drunk off Captain Morgan.

Your pairs of lies paralyze the spread of factual information.
Your feral eyes terrorize democracy w/ every fabrication.
In case you’re confused, let us clarify.
So terrified of the truth is where your error lies.
You’re a virus; America should be sterilized with no hesitation.

You say “all the best talent,” but your team’s full of glitches.
“All the best words,” but you’re too big for your britches.
Nero’s playing the fiddle while Rome’s ablaze.
Your crew of MBAs’ eyes look glazed and dazed.
You’re all an embarrassment of riches, you embarrassing bitches.

You threw rallies and golfed while it made its way to the States.
People can’t breathe in NY yet you say their pain is fake.
Their blood’s on your hands, we’re all in the suck.
We must remove this xenophobic, sociopathic fuck,
By any means necessary; however, wherever, whatever it takes.

March 30, 2020 | Categories: Uncategorized | Leave a comment