Tucker Carlson is tearing down
My father's mind
Hannity hammers holes in his heart
Laura Ingram lays laurels of ignorance
All around him
They grin & say one thing
While they dig pits to bury the bones
Of the old Americans
They lead into the forests
Of charred trees and stupidity
People like my father
Who barely made it
Out of the 1940s
Sleeping six kids to a room
Skipping rent if it had to be
Roxbury Boston was too hot in the forties
He made it into his eighties
Now crazy men and women
Yell at him
In the Milwaukee setting sun
Saying they can make it right
They don't even know
What happened
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