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
