by BAR poet in residence Raymond Nat Turner
The US political landscape, explains the poet, teems with deadly, dangerous and toxic notions and figures whom we are told to embrace.
‘Tis The Season Of Suicide
by BAR poet in residence Raymond Nat Turner
Let’s go get stoned
Let’s go get stoned
And while we’re out
Let’s pick up six packs of
Cluster bombs from General
Dynamics—‘bombies’ for our
Babies and grandbabies to play with…
Let’s go get shot
Let’s go get shot
Attempting beer with a
Notorious Negro sheriff—
Judas Stephen Clarke—and
Other bassackwards Negroz
Of the Thom-ass Clarence-
Strong-arm Williams Tribe…
Let’s go get screwed
Let’s go get screwed
By neo-liberal, lemon-dick
Dems, since it’s the season of
PSYOPs —suicide coming once
Every four years, making us
Hurt ourselves… seven generations…
Raymond Nat Turner © 2016 All Rights Reserved
BAR's poet in residence Raymond Nat Turner is an acclaimed poet and performance artist. Find more of his work at http://upsurgejazz.com.
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