The Whole Darn Thing Still Feels Surreal — a poem by the Rev. Dr. Thomas P. Eggebeen

The whole darn thing still feels surreal …
But if Amerikan history tells a story, it well may be that
Obama and his 8 were the surrealist of all.

We’re a nation of Hardings and Hoovers.
We love the spiel of the Chamber of Commerce.
We believe in Capitalism.

Oh, and let’s not forget Coolidge.
And Reagan the smiling shit.
And then the Bushes.

This is who we really are.

A nation of sheep.
Who love to be fleeced and slaughtered.
If the killing hand belongs to the rich.

It’s our fate, says the poor.
And maybe I’ll be rich myself some day.
If I worship the Mammon God.

It’s a White Thang, for sure.
Racism to flavor the
Soup of hate.

But that hideous prosperity gospel has
Infected the Black Church, too.
With its hatred of LGBTs and Qs.

This is who we really are.

So let’s not be naive.
Quit being a deer in the headlights.
Jump outta the way and get ready.

For the fight of a lifetime.
For the ever-fight.
The task of opening doors.

Luther fought the good fight.
So did his namesake, MLK.
And so must we.

Because Amerika is what it is.
It ain’t what she used to be.
No, she is what she’s always been

Heil the Chamber of Commerce.
Come on Big Boy, grab us all in the privates.
We’re here for the taking.

This is what Amerika is.

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