by BAR poet in residence Raymond Nat Turner
lip gloss by Lockheed
broomstick by Boeing
Militarist Medley Of the Wicked Witch of The West
by BAR poet in residence Raymond Nat Turner
I.
Chevron cauldron of Kool-Aid bubbling green,
fracking fluid for Dem-witted monkeys readying
to fly in formation from Philly to the Pentagon;
methane clouds, ghastly skull and bones
hovering like âA little poisonâŚâ from Monsanto
Donât drinkâDonâtâ drinkâDonât drinkâŚ
Donât drinkâDonâtâ drinkâDonât drinkâŚ
Donât drinkâDonâtâ drinkâDonât drinkâŚ
Donât drinkâDonâtâ drinkâDonât drinkâŚ
Broomstick by Boeing, the Wicked Witch of The
West, Golda-plated Iron Lady, Haliburton hustler,
who in a just world would be standing trial at The
Hague; instead, she dances on Goldman-Sachs of
dark money; her coven cackling, âWe fudged, we
SpunâWe lied! We came, we sawâhe died!â
âWe fudged, we spunâWe lied! We came, we sawâ
He died!â
She covets the Ruby Combat Boots on The
Commander who should also be at The HagueâŚ
Donât drinkâDonâtâ drinkâDonât drinkâŚ
Donât drinkâDonâtâ drinkâDonât drinkâŚ
Donât drinkâDonâtâ drinkâDonât drinkâŚ
Donât drinkâDonâtâ drinkâDonât drinkâŚ
II.
She strafes, just like a warlord
Yes, she does
She makes war just like a warlordâ
And she takes just like a warlordâ
But she fakes like a Goldwater GirlâŚ
She plays dominoes with Negrozâ
Yes, she does
Everybody knows her deadly warriorsâ
Poseâeverybody except Negroz!
Nobody here feels any painâ
When she splatters a babyâs blood and brainâŚâ
Aw, I must admit that itâs time for me to spit:
III.
There is a bomb in Killiaryâ
May be World War III?
There is a bomb in Killiary
Another killing spreeâŚ
There is a bomb in Killiary,
To keep the wars all goingâŚ
There is a bomb in Killiary,
Enriching thugs like BoeingâŚ
There is a bomb in Killiary,
Women and children die
There is a bomb in Killiary,
To bleed people dryâŚ
âCause she can lie like Cheney,
and she can kill like Calleyâ
You wouldnât want to meet her
At midnight in the alleyâŚ
(Repeat 1x every 4 years)
Based on Bob Dylanâs âJust Like A Womanâ and the
Traditional âBalm In Gilead,â Nina Simoneâs versions
Raymond Nat Turner Š 2016 All Rights Reserved