Poetry

My Fair Lady

MY FAIR LADY

 

When the king empathizes with the slaves we have an upside down cake.

 

Obama always identifies with the protestors

And rails against authority,

His own reign,

His hierarchal right to keep the world in an orderly shape.

 

If he could he would march on Wall Street,

In Ferguson,

On the Brooklyn Bridge for his concept of justice

For a cheap cigarrete dealer.

 

Doesn’t he know that when he sides with the radicals

He tears down the structure of his own government?

 

Doesn’t he know that when he criticizes the cops

As with Gates, Trayvon Martin, Brown

And Garner

That he disorders the stateliness of the universe

And makes the stars fall down from the heavens into mindless chaos?

 

What I hate about Harvard is the sense of entitlement.

Obama is the spoiled Harvard child of a confused liberal mess of a family.

Obama has confused the building blocks of America with Lego

And he is burning them down,

Melting the plastic.

 

Ferguson society, burning down.

The Middle East is burning down.

If Obama was in English Parliament it would be London Bridges falling down,

My fair lady.

The views expressed in this opinion article are solely those of their author and are not necessarily either shared or endorsed by EagleRising.com


About the author

David Lawrence

David Lawrence

David Lawrence has a Ph.D. in literature. He has published over 200 blogs, 600 poems, a memoir “The King of White-Collar Boxing,” several books of poems, including “Lane Changes.” Both can be purchased on Amazon.com. He was a professional boxer and a CEO. Last year he was listed in New York Magazine as the 41st reason to love New York.

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