They came more than eight hundred deep
At the clarion call of a clown sulking in defeat.
Their red caps substituted for his missing red nose.
Nothing else more symbolizes a fallen clown than his missing red rubber ball.
Flying flags of the USA
Don’t tread on me
Flags of the clown-in-chief
And the good ole stars and bars of centuries’ ago
America was glued to her televisions
Her fingers to keyboards of computers & mobiles with
She was immobilized
Witnessing this crazy unpatriotic and uncorroborated decree.
For this was one violent, wicked and scary occurrence to lay eyes upon.
January Sixth, Two-Thousand and Twenty-One.
On that day
Modern democracy as we know it
Almost took a knee.
They truly thought the election results were a farce
And were going to use force
the defeated clown
in the Oval office.
Lugged onto the Capitol grounds
Wooden makeshift gallows
Noose included, mind you!
To hang the VP!
They overran barricades
The DC Metro police.
Scaled the marble and limestone facades
in order to break and enter.
The walls of the US Capitol were breached!
The interior sandstone walls quarried and erected by our ancestral spirits
Witnessed it all!