wisdom of the ages

the old italian said,

when mussolini held power

I yelled duci like a fool

when the nazis took over

I hated the jews too

when the u.s. pushed them out

I was all red, white and blue

from catch 22

and so it shall be

In the last years of my life

I’ll wear my maga hat proudly

to avoid any strife

and welcome my ignorance

like a long lost soul

and pretend i’m a believer

wherever i go

 freedom 

I held freedom in my hand

like a orb it brightly shone

in the middle of nowhere

I stood cold and alone

then I stepped forward

and the orb vanished

but when I stepped back

it reappeared

so there I was, free at last,

desolate and so alone

and all that time

the orb brightly shone