I’m still in a bit of shock here. I do not have much to say. The useful idiots in Washington, D.C. are managing to sell our nation right out from under us under various facades; anything from religious tolerance to anti-discrimination.
We all should forget about common sense. Forget about logic. Squander truth. Hide history. Protect the borders? Ha! Stop Islam? You must be joking.
America is dying.
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“KEEP THOSE CHILDREN OUT!”
The wonders of all civilization stand
Poised on the brink of ruin. In disarray
Everything seems to crumble; by the way
The signs prognosticate, men know
Some ultimate disaster is at hand–
While in the half light, making little show,
The artist works meticulous and slow:
Christo destruye su honrada cruz,
Jose Clemente works en media luz.
The wisdome of the ages, writ in books,
Begins to burn; incendiary flames
Envelop himankind´s idyllic aims,
As does amorphous oxygen
Feed in the smallest crannies, tightest nooks,
Leaving so little unconsumed; now men
Begin to panic, trapped as in a pen:
Christo destruye su honrada cruz,
Jose Clemente works en media luz.
Silent the artist carries on his work
Despite the hubbub and the cries without.
America is dying; every shout
Betokens some great harm to come,
Foretells monstrosity born of a quirk,
Inherent flaw, as–victims–men succumb
Unto the depths that they will have to plumb.
Christo destruye su honrada cruz,
Jose Clemente works en media luz.
Emblems of high society, most precious
That sanctity of honest and unfettered
Liberal speech, gives way to grunts unlettered,
To inarticulate slanders, mocks,
Ridicules and distortions, always vicious,
Cramping the frightened spirit in a box
Airtight hermetic sealed, the corpse in stocks.
Christo destruye su honrada cruz,
Jose Clemente works en media luz.
The vanquishment of Christ, because that tribe
Of Judas–now eleven unto one
Within America–the Lord does shun
In shunning the enlightenment,
Trampling on Darwin´s words, moved by a bribe
Into betrayal for less than fifty cent,
Meanwhile the temple´s veil is wholly rent.
Christo destruye su honrada cruz,
Jose Clemente works en media luz.
The Son of Man recedes. As the Red Sea
That had been parted, swarms above the heads
OF Pharaoh´s minions in pursuit, he sheds
All vestige of protective care
To let be drowned in its ignominy
This people that had heard, but yet did dare
To heed not, seeming as though unaware.
Christo destruye su honrada cruz,
Jose Clemente works en media luz.