Les Miserables.

The clanging of bells and pots beckons

The populace is in an uproar as hunger and misery set up shop in the town square

The bells and the pots arouse me out of a somewhat catatonic sleep

The world around me is changed as we speak

Alternate reality is the new thing wait wait wait what do you mean? Well you witness a tragic event and then on the newspaper it says that it was different things

It’s enough to question what else can they do Soon this is the true unedited version of events. You wind up doubting yourself

But the clanging of the bells and pots indelibly says so much A new way to make people not think for themselves

Let the CNN, OAN, CBS and Foxnews feed us the daily crappola of the gun violence overtaking the playgrounds and parks; be careful we don’t get chopped up and sold for parts. As a kid I always wondered why? Some of the fellas already knew Serious loot was in the auto parts industry

Just like Trump he figured it out The big money is in real estate but Manhattan is the ideal place for a great liar and a racist cheat to get what he is due.

President Trumped the entire nation with crap he has never believed in: Religion come on people; the USA hell no! Not when you are deeply indebted to the 🐻 bear and the 🐼 panda. Trump cares Only about himself, Melania don’t you say anything or else; back to Slovenia with your parents too, their visas are contingent on you!

Les Miserable is a one man wrecking ball of a machine willingly wanting to kill students and adults just so his ratings improve, man what a ghoulish dude, Orange flushed with hate makes for an ugly face. The rallies you really see why Hitler made believe that the greatest German was he, not Rommel or Romney!

And the 🛎 🔔 bells and cooking pots twitter on and the rage from the machines threaten our Earth Wind and Fire, imagine us as the tv blares out Revolution In the air! Gil Scott heron like takes to flight and the banner reads; the revolution will not be televised so get the cooking pots and take it to the streets, Guns only shoot me if you point it at me randomly or viciously

The change is coming whether we like it or not

Get out the vote and get some laws passed so we can get some relax in our new pandemic not the flu but with a Duncehead in charge we must plow through John Henry driving railroad nails God Almighty, where are you?

Published by theexiledexhorter

Retired NYC High School History Teacher from Washington Heights.I taught at G.W. H.S.( alumnus 1977), A. P. Randolph, MLK, Joan of Arc( Ms. Garrett, principal) and Wadleigh. Love jazz, r&b, Johnny Cash, Gil Scott Heron, Rubby Perez, Omega el fuerte and Frank Sinatra.

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