Orange Is The New Brownshirt, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter/X)

If you just rid the world of “them”
You know “they” are all to blame
I am the victim, you know my name

I have no shame, I have to claim
That I am suffering all for you
I am your messiah, your dear leader

But in reality, I am just a bottom feeder
Grifter, rapist, insurrectionist bleeder
Con artist, liar, who sells a bible or two

I am for law and order, not exactly in that order
I am for what ever works for me, give me money
I need your campaign donations, to pay my legal bills

I’ll blame it on blacks who kneel in protest
I’ll blame it on Hispanics who want to stay alive
I’ll blame it on LGBTQ who never threatened your lives

I’ll give the old white men, female’s vaginas
I’ll give them power over uteri
I don’t care if women die

I’ll blame it on the press, I’ll do my best
To destroy all the checks on my power
I really only value my name on my tower

It is really all about me, the gullible cannot see
I am using them to save myself, I don’t care
About our Constitution, I am destroying every institution

My words are hollow, but if I get you to follow
I’ll take you to the Abyss, and you will see it as bliss
The serpent’s kiss, I’ll coil and hiss , as you do my bidding

I am a budding, aspiring despot wannabe
My jacket is orange, everyone can see
But that interior lining is building an army

Of Brownshirts.

Porn Star Hero, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter/X)

Spunking in the room, with her head down low
He had a shroom dick, he didn’t want to show
He heard the chuckle of the star, his pickle did shrink
She spanked him so hard with his own magazine
That one “Har har”, just blew him away
Saw Stormy in his eyes, and the very next day

Got a once loyal lawyer, to pay off an NDA
He knew how to con it, and he knew for sure
That one “har har”, about his tiny hands
Late night comics, would have their chance
Just one “har har”, became endless dick jokes
The orange Cheeto, has no chicken to choke
So he started crying, ain’t never gonna stop
Gonna keep on crying, about his tiny little cock

She’s a porn star hero, got him on trial
She’s a porn star hero,
She’ laughed one “har har” (had shroom in her hands)
Porn star hero(shroom in her hands) didn’t come that night

In hotel with a name, and his ass was really sore
Thought he’d get spanked, just a little bit more
A jury now looks to the past, and that day insane
And her one “har har”, will make his whole life change
Now he’ll keep on choking, he will never stop
Gonna keep on choking, his chicken will never never pop

She’s a porn star hero, got him on trial
She’s a porn star hero, got him on trail
THAT ONE HAR HAR, got him on trail
Porn star hero, gonna spank him in court.

Apathy, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on Twitter/X)

Did you ever wonder how
How we ended up with Birkenau
Apathy, Apathy

Did you ever wonder why
In the chambers they did cry
Apathy, Apathy

It never starts suddenly
Always builds up slowly
Apathy, Apathy

In the guise of patriotism
Demanding blind loyalty
Apathy, Apathy

See all others as your foe
It’s not that far to go
Apathy, apathy

Silent voices, leave no choices
Powers ovens
Apathy, apathy

Executions undisputed
Hate is where all are rooted
Apathy, Apathy

Did you ever wonder how
We ended up with Auschwitz
Apathy, apathy

Never again should we want to see
Treblinka or Dachau’s misery
Never allow such apathy.
(end)

Untermenschen, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter/X)

We must not fail to mention
The calls for mass deportation
The calls for industrial extermination
Of the untermenshchen

We must always remember
Those dark days in December
The ashes of winter that fell
The last eyes to be witness

Of that selection process
To the right forced labor
To the left the gates of hell
The chambers of slumber

That took the innocent under
Fewer and fewer around to remember
Those dark days in December
The ashes of winter that fell

Snowflakes of flesh, the stench of death
The coal shoved into the fire
The bodies stacked higher
Humanity has gone insane

Thus be the bane, forgetful of pain
Memories fade, the path is made
For history to repeat once more
South of the boarder, Chicago crime

George Soros, dog whistle time
LGBTQ they consider all slime
The cloudy criminal crimson clime
December brings it’s bell toll chimes

For the chimneys to remain dead
We must all keep in our heads
All of us are the same species
Fight the ashes of December’s hate

Winter does not have to be our fate
Untermenschen there never was
All who breath will always be
Part of our diverse humanity

It is one world that we all share
It is one life that we all live
Death to December
Death to the ashes of winter

Life can be the only winner
Chose love over fear
Hold everyone dear
And make it all clear

We are all in this together.

All Before, All Ahead, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on Twitter/X)

In the reaches of the past, there was someone who
Walked in the forest, swam in the ocean, just like you
Someone who had fears and doubts, someone who
Had illness bouts, someone who lounged about

On a lazy afternoon. Someone who was late to work
Someone fired a desk clerk. Someone who got a raise
Someone everyone they amazed, Someone who
Always smiled, someone who loved their child

Someone who drove them wild, someone calm
Someone mild. Someone mean did something bad
Someone cried and made them sad. Someone laughed
And made them glad. Someone conned, someone had

Someone rich, never poor, always greedy, wanting more
Someone giving, someone caring, always nice, always sharing
Someone shy, someone daring, someone’s radio always blaring
Someone shouting, someone silent, someone disobedient

Someone compliant. In the reaches of the future, there will be
Someone like you. The future has no choice but to become the past
The past will repeat in the future. Someone is now and the uniqueness
Is you, is something neither past or future will repeat.

So here is the present, try to make it pleasant, as pleasant as you can.
Give someone a hug, maybe cut a rug, don’t be smug, make life your drug. Walk in that forest, swim in that ocean, live in the now, make love your Potion, don’t let it be poisoned, by needless anger and hate.

Do be kind, and try to do good, never mind, if you’re misunderstood
Stay out of trouble, unless the good kind, the kind that helps others
When they’re in a bind. Let go, let go, of grudges and revenge
Those never help anyone in the end.
(end)……

For some fucking reason the submitted final poem isn’t formatting the way I submitted it so some words are capitalized near the end of a sentence and other words I want capitalized at the beginning of a line are not. I cant figure out how to fix it. My apologizes.

The Pit, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter/X)

Do you want to dump them in a pit
You talk of them as “scourge” quite a bit
Is it your deepest desire, to set them all on fire?

Do you want to march them out in masses
Do you want to erase their history
Do you want them to suffer in misery

You demand they show their papers
You claim you’re only protecting our borders
Your rhetoric is a ghost of horrors

We’ve seen this script before

Do you want to dump them in a pit
Make them dig it themselves
Do you think they deserve all of it

If you claim it’s all for God, do you think it absolves
That piercing hate in your eyes, sold to you
By the dear leader’s lies, immunized to their cries

That they are humans too?

Do you want to dump them in a pit
You call them “abominations” quite a bit
Is it your deepest desire to set them all on fire?

We’ve seen this script before

I can see that man knelt in his suit
Numb stare in his eyes, gun pointed
At his head, right before he dies

You talk of Hispanics, you talk of blacks
You talk of LGBTQ with that meanness
Rancor, vitriol, we’ve seen this script before

Do you want to dump them in a pit
You talk of them like “dirt” quite a bit
Is it your deep desire to set them all on fire?

I say no way, you won’t have your say
They are human’s just like you
You will not repeat that history

Humanity must never again such do.
(end)

I am so fucking sick of the hate aimed at migrants and blacks and LGBTQ. We have seen where that kind of hate and vitriol can lead in human history. We must not let history repeat itself.

This stanza is based on that famous photograph where the “Einsatzgruppen” or “death squads” would force Jews to dig their own pits, then execute them by gunfire.

“I can see that man knelt in his suit
Numb stare in his eyes, gun pointed
At his head, right before he dies “

Based on this famous photograph.

The Parties Of God, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on Twitter/X)

Often people ask me why I am so critical
Analytical, about what I see as antithetical
To protecting diversity, and keeping the peace

Jews Muslims and Christians all want a piece
Of Mesopotamia, all three god’s mania
Fervent fans, make demands, he commands

That the the land is theirs, nobody shares
They’d all rather kill, all die on that hill
Of the Parties Of God,

The ancient sword, drenched in blood
Peace always the victim, misunderstood
Everyone has weapons, to defend their brood

Bodies tattered, babies shattered, nothing maters
But being right, bombs day and night
Jews and Muslims under the clouds of night

All their children live in fright, all the adults
Sell their youth hate, always locked in this stalemate
Trigger fingers, jump the gate, nuclear bombs seal our fate

Allah and Yahweh, and Jesus too, is this the best you can do?
I hope, I hope, it is not too late, to end the violence
Don’t separate, ourselves by labels, we are all one

I wish your gang members would put down their guns.

Scorched Earth, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter/X)

Scorched earth, in the bunker
In 1945 Berlin, sat the psychopath
Knowing finally that he couldn’t win

Blamed is population for disloyalty
Blamed German civilians for his loss
Refused to let them surrender

Bury them at all costs. Military
Decimated, all that was left was youth
Desperate he forced young and elderly

To fight down to their last tooth
Ignoring all the General’s pleas
To save their remaining population

That evil narcissist was the one
Who convinced the entire nation
To follow him down that dark road

“Compassion was for the weak “
That monster often sold
Bastardizing real evolution

Left empathy out in the cold
This what happens when
You scapegoat and vilify

The bully claims to be the victim
The venom’s battle cry
The truth for these authoritarians

They have no value at all
It is all about lust for power
Blind obedience is the call

It was the abominable notion
The master race should rule over all
I am glad that bastard ate a bullet

That lead to his inevitable downfall.
(end)

I am an atheist. I hate Hitler, I hate Stalin, I hate Po Pot, I hate Mao, I hate Gadaffi, I hate Fidel Castro. I hate Authoritarians.

Any human being selling you a political, religious, or business “plan” where blind loyalty where questioning is not allowed, it is the sign of tyranny and will lead to eventual disaster.

Cult leaders, mafia bosses, dictators and abusive spouses all operate the same way. They convince their followers that they cannot live or function without them. They tell you nobody understands you like they do, and they tell you not to trust anyone. They rely on creating a dependent relationship where they are the only ones that know what is best for you. They demand blind loyalty and any questioning will be met with verbal abuse, mental abuse, physical abuse and even murder. Or they will convince you to commit suicide with them. It is the behavior of a madman.

In normal healthy relationships there is cooperation, communication, no absolute power, but cooperation and compromise. And especially the ability to leave a situation without fear of threat or reprisal.

Hitler never cared about anyone else but himself, and maybe his dog Blondie and his wife Eva Braun. Stalin also never cared about anyone but himself, and lust of power. But both of them were very effective in convincing supporters to do their bidding blindly. And once they rose to enough power, all hope was lost for anyone living under them that saw the problem and knew what was really going on.

Hitler was to blame for the entirety of WW2. He was to blame for starting the war. He was to blame for bastardizing evolution claiming that it was solely about might makes right. He was a bastard for claiming that there was a master race and that Jews deserved to eliminated from the face of the planet.

The problem with humans though is long term. That war is almost 100 years in the past since it’s start. There are very few survivors left to recall the brutality of that monster.

Yet today, humans still scapegoat and vilify minorities. They use one religion against the other to create in groups and out groups. And far too many people get wrapped up in zero sum games they are willing to follow authoritarians down that same dark road.

I don’t want history to repeat itself with any group of people. I want a peaceful pluralistic society that uses democracy and voting and diplomacy and checks on power.

Judge Faith(No relation), By Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter/X) (Disclaimer: The title means “to judge your faith, question it”, it is no relationship to the TV personality.)

What would you think, what would you say
If in a modern court, it happened this way
In the sentencing phase, a sitting judge

Had this to say, “Not only do I sentence you
Your punishment of such will also include
The murder of your firstborn son

On my authority, from my bench, this will be done
Does this sound fun, does this sound right
To be so arbitrary, to use your might

Because you can, because you have power
I’d think this logic, for the sane would sour
The behavior of a bully, that of a coward

But this is what God does to the Pharoah
In that hideous story of the Passover
Very bad logic you should not gloss over.