Woe unto us we have been baracked
as ship taking water and economy cracked
soup kitchen and unemployment line
as families Salvation Army dine

He follow Lord Bush in wracking constitution
adding to abomination his own contribution
as missiles now fly over more sovereign country
we wallow on, bear witness to effrontery

Oh yes, our beloved African Prince
as he sells us his wares, and Constitution mince
there is nothing to say that would then convince
those that are cheering, we can only wince

The heedless momentum of this shivering cart
that once had a soul, and strong beating heart
If in this man you would put all your trust
to where shall we go when he our country bust?

The power that cheers besotted dead leaders
truly the chattel of bereft bottom feeders
onward to the world of rationing hope
useless eaters, and pharmacological dope

Yes, it will be like Huxley, a brave new world
paved over the dreams, the complaints far away hurled
into the goodnight of a totalitarian maw
You heard it here first, it is what I saw.