IN APOCALYPSE FASHION

False heroes
Walk down the streets
Of America with swastika
Flags

Drones following
The words

Of a rapist
And a spoiled little
Fascist

The cult
Of red hat
Stupidity

Mediocrity

The cult & portrayal of
Christianity destroying
Democracy & freedom

In a country
Barely out of
It’s infancy

250
Years of degradation
The killing of human beings
With the appointed names
Of minorities, Native Americans
Black communities, prison camps
For Asians & Latinos all in the
Pursuit of greed

And money

Land
And supremacy
And control

Some progress here
And there made

Always thwarted by evil pricks
Oligarchs & lesser human beings

Without souls

But the grand parade
Goes on

Celebrating the ideas
Of a group of men
Who had a new vision

Twisted by the self appointed
And proclaimed

The words of intelligent
Thinkers & men seeking
Freedom forgotten

Our current world too
Wrapped up in escapism
& distracted by lies

Adams & Jefferson

Turning over
In their graves

Along with all the young
Men who once
Fought & died for a democracy

But instead
Left its caretaking to
Lesser men who
All take

But don’t know the meaning

Of give

In a shallow place
A dead land of
Apocalypse fashion

Blood & chaos

Capitalism

Murder

The betrayal of
Independence

And it’s true voice

The experiment
Has failed

It’s meaning
Is dead

And everything
That was done in it’s
Name

Is now nothing

But a joke

With the punchline:

All men are created
Equal …

Human rights matter

Enjoy your fireworks
Because there isn’t
Anything else

That’s left to love
Or burn

For we are the witnesses
Of a dream

That’s dead.

~ R.M. Engelhardt
©2026