Midterms

If overrun by wild game, let the stars of Orion loose.

When enemies die from their injuries, that’s called a lion's truce.

Execution comes by a Mayan dagger, because there is no Mayan noose.

Secret police move in pairs, so let those cowards evenly die in twos.

Never trust the boast of a shotgun in plain sight of a flying goose.

You know terror by the nickname of executive order.

The public knows that it is a sick game that won't end at the boarder

The secretary of state decided to pick shame by making a tall office shorter.

Our commander and chief is patterned after "Tricky Dick" shame, of every crime he is a hoarder.

Storm every major Black city so that the people will forget about Epstein.

Bare witness to the path the that Messiah walked, every single step clean.

Our adversary is unfolding slowly as a pariah mocked, his face always kept mean.

Airports still honor the long standing rules IAH. Shocked? Whistling kettles get steam.

If elections don't move the needle, we must grease it with blood.

In order to rid your house of a dung beetle, you must understand what you are tracking in is not mud.

Uplifted the ideas of charismatic evil, and find out quickly it was nothing but a dud.

Your commitment to God must be more than credal, or don't expect a mustard seed to bud.

Can I pay you enough to not recognize the clear signs of starvation?

Everything is locked behind a glass case to counter act crimes of inflation.

One by one we give our lives over to the clever binds of stimulation.

Yet it is still needful to break free and lift up our voices in times of intimidation.