The Jordanian Pilot
Pick up sticks, you f…en pr..ks,
You burn a live, livable man to death in a cage
And show him off like torture is all the rage.
Maybe some of our joke waterboarding
Could have put him out.
The liberals shed tears for a dunk.
Ya thunk, they might mourn a man on fire.
Progressives make me sick and tired.
A brave Jordanian pilot becomes charcoal
While our cowardly president
Lets terrorists pass Gitmo and Go like in Monopoly
Then cowers beneath the Oval Office desk
And blesses Muslims like they are peaceful,
And brags about how he loved the sunset call
To prayer at the mosque.
Obama won’t name Radical Islam
Because naming is definition and he doesn’t want
To be named an accidental traitor
Or on purpose or with devious intention;
He is the Mad Hatter running from the Queen of Hearts
Who he won’t admit decapitates us while
Obama eats tarts in the White House and feeds the poor
Food stamps that he steals from people with earned envelopes
And real jobs.
Back to the Jordanian pilot.
Obama pretended he ended the war in Iraq by pulling out
The troops which opened the door for Isis
And closed the fiery cage on Maaz al-Kassasbeh.
Our President fails us each and every day.
Obama’s fiery rhetoric is the match that lights the pilot
He inspires the enemy and executive orders us to death.
We don’t want speeches but the pilot’s breath back in this world.
The views expressed in this opinion article are solely those of their author and are not necessarily either shared or endorsed by EagleRising.com