Liberal Cockroaches

As shadows changed into darkness in Madison

Truth and honor weeps for liberty’s seat

The angry liberal cowards chant death therein

As democracy is rocked by this ignorant feat

Thin veil of criminals, the easiest kind to make

Clings tightly to their greed with a liberal shape

Truth and honor pressed them - civility to take

As their hate poured across the winter’s landscape

A gaze into their hate-filled eyes showed intensity

Way beyond the pale of humanities lowest fate

For there in front of all America stood the propensity

To force the evil of liberalism to each and every state

Upon these wretched, useless human forms of trash

The wrath of the voters will prevail before a total crash

All indications they’ve jumped the shark and gone

Listen to their cheers of wrath of witless dumb

While looking into their twisted souls of the evil spawn

Look, listen then run quickly from their filthy tomb

No honest man, American, could watch and see

The total destruction that is seen all around

Standing as an American and one who is free

Could not believe in such a philosophy unsound

The liberals run and shout hatred again and again

They cannot quench the mighty thirst of their insanity

Corruption speaks a language of its own for the loony bin

With haste they turn toward those with whom they disagree

Against the flow of history they try to hurry up the pace

With haste turned back to face the people’s eyes

Senses long gone they displayed their full disgrace

Tis nothing but the foolish crowd and their liberal lies

Their eyes looked up at truth and were blinded by its light

But they all stood fast in angry defiance of democracy

Their leaders fled at night, fearful of the coming fight

For in the peoples hands were the tools of liberty

While liberals in other states sent thugs to join the cause

Together they stood and yelled “Death to the people of the state”

Demanding all their entitlements given to them without pause

By the very corrupt criminals who now stood to meet their fate

Corruption always brings out the worst, the cockroaches of the left

And sure enough, the Chosen One made statements from his lair

“The unions are God’s gift to man, dare not disrupt their continued theft”

“Come on, come on, you know civility should be the fare”

A bunch of cockroaches appeared and crawled into the foray

The game was one and the table set for those who would dare

Contradict the decrees of hate from the One and his liberal way

For what is democracy if the liberal left really does not care

As liberals scatter left and right as most cockroaches do

They justify the hate they speak trying just to stand upright

But the burden of their corruption breaks them down anew

By crawling along on all fours their own they try to excite

From dampened floors where torrid lies did spawn

They creep and crawl along the corners in the night

“We cannot let the truth touch us before the dawn

For rays of truth will surely make us look not right”

In a sudden flash of hateful thought, they knew

The end of democracy would have to start

A violation of human rights, a first step in their view

Stomp and slam on those who try to stand apart

Ask not for truth but slander everything that’s true

Though brilliance has never been their strongest trait

To which history will take a negative view

Their ugly hate will define their historical fate

The Masterpiece Of His Life

His life, a nightmare of delusions

Echoing a dhimmi full of liberal dreams

Strung together by his own confusions

Wistfully hoping the success of his schemes

Hate so ugly and daunting

Wrapped tight in his cocoon of serenity

The truth in eloquence forever taunting

Destroying a world he thinks is reality

Everyday, a nightmare of false conclusions

Foolishness beyond the pale of infinite gray

Believing again in his nightmare of delusions

Thinking only words of hate he wants to say

Rejection by the voters in November

Burned anguished teardrops into his face

Stinging as he tries hard to remember

Wondering what insanity his reality will replace

He prays the transformation will be depleted

Embracing all the lies of a nightmare dream

A rendezvous with insanity soon completed

Filling his soul with hate like a roaring stream

Will he awaken from his liberal tribulations

To see the lies and evil he alone has spread?

Maybe in the future liberal generations

The seed of infertility will be in every liberal bed

His liberal life, a nightmare of delusions

Created in arrogant hate of liberal strife

Embellished with the anvil of false conclusions

Insanity becomes the masterpiece of his life

Perfection

Civility in discourse starting tomorrow

They listen not to what reality will say

Leaving them in dread and full of sorrow

Hoping in hate they won’t have to pay

Ranting openly as reality passes them by

While suffering no opposition to what is heard

Gathering and dispersing what is always a lie

Until the truth of reality is once again stirred

Their minds are lost in unexplained events

Daring never to question their own reality

As murdered innocents existed as sacraments

The final journey is paved with criminality

The land they grew up in has been rejected

Progressively they just want it to be perfected

Perfection only for those who do not oppose

Lies, greed, and hate-filled liberal prose

Turds For The Absurd

His emails are definitely not poetry

But simply lies drawn with words

Spewed forth in lengthy liberality

Just specious turds for the absurd

He clamors with ignorant aplomb

For phrases no real human can agree

His vocabulary is an intellectual bomb

Exploding concepts of vulgarity

At times the word “witless” comes to mind

As he barricades the truth from his door

Clutching tightly onto the world he designed

Envisioning himself exalted and adored

It’s then that reality causes him much pain

As it triumphantly arrives and starts to reign

As it triumphantly arrives and starts to reign

It innovates his brain to show dismay

Unhindered by his fantasy to abstain

Causing him to cry and try to run away

When such fleeing starts, it ends in despair

So derogatory words he uses to denigrate

Those who forced the truth into his affair

With detrimental rants of anger and hate

But truth continues to defy the liberal assault

Of desperate depression in their hearts

Reminding all that the liberal way is at fault

For most of the pain that this world imparts

Only in truth can there be fortresses of light

A concept that the liberals have lost sight

A concept with which liberals have lost sight

For by refusing the truth they play to insanity

Until their obvious disaster comes to light

And proves their total lack of any sincerity

Their continued lies prove again the impossibility

Of expecting truth to be adopted by the Chosen One

Announcing his unmitigated joy in the criminality

Of the mobs that riot in the streets of Madison

They spread their filth and stupidity on the heels

Of denouncing hate speech for a civil tone

As they parade with so much hate it reveals

A vulnerability they simply cannot disown

When truth bombards them from the right

It brings with it the unhindered words of light

It brings with it the unhindered words of light

Depositing a conscience where none existed

Extolling the self-righteous fools to do what’s right

But, of course, this will, no doubt, be resisted

Intolerance is the key to their liberal philosophy

A hate-filled force that extinguishes all man’s hope

And places human desire as the major commodity

To live as fools sliding down hell’s greasy slope

Conspiring

Each thought that he supplies, seems like such a chore

One wonders what exactly he is emailing for?

He must feel the tight grip slowly pulling him down

Fear must be grasping him by his mind so unsound

Seeing all the ignorant liberals going about their hate

Lying and cheating with anger that can’t abate

Every hour each day he looks for his hating crime

Attack anyone who dares not to agree with his slime

His philosophy is a sham, this is known to be true

Destruction of the America, that’s what he wants to do

Hate from the left, nothing new just more of the same

He is part of the problem so stop playing the game

Physical, mental and emotional who can tell

Building up the hatred, it’s a liberal thing from hell

This hatred and greed is weighing heavily on liberty

Is this the way it was really meant to be?

The voters are all worried and concerned

Except liberals who want to see it crash and burn

It is easy to see the hate raging from their eyes

Holding putrid signs calling names and telling lies

These dark, cloudy days will pass if these fools lose

The ground beneath them shakes with anger as they refuse

Send them all back where their master stokes the fire

Feel his evil presence as with him they all conspire

The Liberal Fools

When truth is nigh and the liberal lies are finally done

They’ll go to their liberal lair to develop another scheme

Singing a song to justify the damage of their Chosen One

As the liberal fools gather and watch all scream

Oh, where will they find the reasons for the fall?

They will push the liberal way where ever they go

And then kneel and bow with their Chosen One’s call

From a brain gone awry to the hate we all know

Their tails will be lowered between running legs

As the moon rises above their cowered heads

To their Chosen One they seek to follow and beg

For a sliver of spittle from what their great One said

Their hate still abides in the sun and in the shade

As they cower down low from truth - they are afraid

A Flicker

I pray he becomes a flicker lost in time

forgotten sounds of daily hate and fear.

Let him sing his words but not with rhyme

and then forever simply disappear.

His regime was Satan’s unholy gift

slipping him to us with a wink.

Let liberals pose like dusty mold that drift

into the the twilight of Hell’s stink.

His goal was always in the end

to destroy the country over time.

Did he not promise to spend and spend

until he had spent out last dime?

As long as liberals continue to exist

such crimes forever shall subsist.

Dictating

The Chosen One blows another gust

as the nation awaits

Deep within we know we cannot trust

the One who hates

Casting upon our TV screen his pleas

of lies, platitudes of enemies to appease

His teleprompter thus actuates

as the nation awaits

A bomb drops slowly to earth’s crust

and then accelerates

A noise is heard and grows robust

ending a hundred fates

While on the golf course he plays a round

forgetting words that now rebound

For all the hate he now creates

as the nation awaits

Twas he who preached against the thrust

of war with no debates

A civil war and not a must

for the lie he creates

No money to pay they say

just follow the liberal way

The end of the United States

as he dictates