I am glad when each
Patriot says “impeach”!
It will be perfectly all right
If they also say “Indict!”
Then jail him that night.

Truth returns when he’s gone.
Just goodness from then on.
And then people of all colors
Will re-learn to work together
We can make that last forever.

There’ll be a celebration
Clear across this nation!
Then the Republican side
Will need to run and hide!

We’ll hold our heads up high
And bid him a loud goodbye.
We’ll jail him and his pets
And be sure to never let
Americans ever forget

We’ll take away his pension
And never even mention
His name without spitting.
He’s lucky we’re not hitting
Or kicking where he sits!

There’ll be a celebration
Clear across this nation!
Then the Republican side
Will need to run and hide!

Take his awful brats when he leaves
They did whatever they pleased;
Their morals are so small,
Those ugly acorns didn’t fall
Far from the tree at all,

He’ll sit on his golden throne
Except for ******, him alone
And tweet his ignorant tweets
While the lawyers beat feet
And sound a loud retreat.

There’ll be a celebration
Clear across this nation!
Then the Republican side
Will need to run and hide!

I’ll never forget that day

When she lifted her head from the bed in which it was buried

And with bloodshot eyes reaching through 2 black holes

She asked, “Why’d they have to **** my brother?”

That exact question was already in my mind.

Happy Easter

Oh corpse, oh corpse, you're not dead
Even if you have taken your last breath

Even if the call of sorrows was what you last heard
And the sight of dark and black was your last sight
And the valleys are now the location of your new home
And life has left you with no doubt

And you've succumbed to an eternal slumber
And the reapers touch was what you last felt
And you've been dragged to your death bed
And your eyes have lost its earthly light

And your heart no longer beats for your loved one
And you're sweet lips have become bloodless reminders
And your touch is as cold as Lucy's heart
And warm tears have washed you, oh dear corpse you are not dead

Your spirit still lives amongst the living
And now you have two homes
A home in the valley of the shadows of death where remorse and sorrows and darkness roams
And a place in your lovers heart, and banks have also become your home

True death will never be obtained
Until you have been fully ordained
As the priest of the forgotten church where it's members have no memories
Until you have been ****** to hell and made the new Satan of the land
You will never die

For a soul will leave it's body, but it will forever live in God's land

Father and mother,
I love you.
This is how I remember
the spelling of FAMILY.
        
Father and mother,
I had been trying my best
To love you both equally,
And to lie to myself about everything
Till the moment he disappeared suddenly.

Father and mother,
I had been locked in a box
With my body folded.
No room to spread my wings to fly
Till the moment he flew away.

But it wasn’t just me.
We all had been locked in that box
With our bodies against each other’s.
Hurt and numbed
Till the moment he passed away.

Mother and I,
We’ve loved him in pain.
We’re loving him in tears.
We’ll love him in smiles.

He set himself free,
He set all of us free.
I’m still young enough to learn to fly.
Mother has forgotten.
But she will only forget
Till the moment I can fly high.

I will come back down,
To teach her fly high.
I will put her on my back,
To let her rest in the sky.
I will put her under my wings,
To protect her from the rain.

Father and mother,
I love you.
Equally and differently
Till one day we are together again.