The War on TruthA Poem by Bob BThere is a member of Congress-- His name is Andrew Clyde-- Who in January Was barricaded inside
The chambers of the House While thugs were yelling "Kill," As they stormed the building-- The one called Capitol Hill.
We've seen camera footage Of the despicable scene, Which will remain in the annals As one of the worst days we've seen.
Mr. Clyde, however, Now has a different spin On what happened that day. What a mess we are in!
Tourists paying a visit: That's what they really were, Mr. Clyde now says. And many colleagues concur
That they were there to take photos, Not to storm the halls. So is it normal for tourists To piss and wipe crap on the walls?
Is it tourist behavior To brutally beat the police Who were defending officials And trying to keep the peace?
Do tourists normally break Into buildings? No, correction! Call it what is was: A violent insurrection
By people perpetuating Not the truth but a lie. Many people were injured, And some had to die.
Liz Cheney reminds us-- Acting as the town crier-- If we ignore the truth, We merely embolden the liar.
Orwell warned us how Scary it will be When people are told what to think And lose the right to be free--
When one is told to distrust What one sees and hears, Rejecting evidence of Both the eyes and ears.
-by Bob B (5-18-21) © 2021 Bob B |
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