Tyranny by Dessa

The self-made man
with the brand-name watch
the fame fever
and the fast lane pox
crowns himself Caesar
and the known world scoffs,
but if we can’t beat him
the whole thing’s lost.

Tyranny x 16

The oval office or the locker room
water cooler gossip, propaganda, or the honest truth—
it all depends on who you’re talking to
the Paris Accord? Fuck it, pardon my French, don’t really parlez vous.
Cut the EPA
edit a better hurricane
keep Kellyanne just a call and a con away
gut the fourth estate (trade war!)
yeah, of course mistakes were made, paid for
by good people on both sides,
so they got a torch and a chant and a hand sign,
our reports say we still got a chance at a landslide.
You’re short on mirrors long on smoke—
all that Hydroxychloroquine cut with Diet Coke.
Under oath and unprovoked
I think your dog whistle broke
cause we can all hear it:
post a white power clip claim you missed what they were cheering
hearing’s fine, so you must be hard of spirit, running interference
cap lock on
spellcheck off
the Teflon Don
gets his feelings hurt by basketball
United Nations gets a stand-up show
your race relations is a taco bowl.

This is not partisan; I think reasonable people can disagree.

But nobody stuck on a wall likes the way that things end,
it goes: “All the king’s horses and all the king’s men...”

Tyranny x 16

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