The Stephen Miller Bans

The Stephen Miller Bans

Once he looked like all of us,
But now?

He won’t let go of his Precious.
And it’s changing him.
Changing US.

Is he just a state of the art special effect that looks so real?
And if so, 
who does motion capture for this balding homunculus?

Straight out of central casting!

What happened Stephen?
Did somebody not give you a birthday present?  

Or 

Maybe the rage comes from being a closet incel

Just because you yell doesn’t make it true.

Surah An-Nās 

Says, “I seek refuge in the Lord of mankind, 

The Sovereign of mankind, 

The God of mankind, 

From the evil of the retreating whisperer, 

who whispers evil into the breasts of mankind, 

from among the jinn and mankind.”

Nobody calls him the space cowboy
Nobody calls him the gangster of love
But some people call him Gollum
For what he clutches 
and just won’t let go of

His boss: Orange Sauron 
Builder of oil pipelines,

Advocate of both “clean coal” 
and Patron Saint of Black Lung 

Denude the National Parks of their trees 
Pardon Domestic White terrorists 
and point Steve Miller at defenseless living beings

The One king to rule them all,
With One party to bind them,
One cage to imprison them all,
And on the border find them.

His eye is upon us.

His Republican Wraith riders of immigration 
hovering over Home Depots and restaurant kitchens
Menacing sanctuary cities 
And churches that give asylum and refuge

If ad hominem is Latin for personal attack
What is Latin for an attack on people in need of honest work
And a social safety net?

Surah Al-Falaq

Says, “I seek refuge in the Lord of daybreak

From the evil of that which He created

And from the evil of darkness when it settles

And from the evil of the blowers in knots

And from the evil of an envier when he envies.”

If the Grand Canyon were the crack of Mount Doom
And America were a ring on my finger,
Could I let Orange Sauron’s twisted minion bite my finger off
To save America’s soul?

Red, White, and Blue

Could I fly like a Spirit let The Eagle carry me?
Feed the children who don’t have enough to eat?
Shoe the children with no shoes on their feet?
House the people living in the street?
Curtail greenhouse gas pollution? 

Or

Would I be overcome by Wraith riders on flying gerrymanders,
Does my vote count even once?
Why is the popular vote and the Electoral College decision a paradox?

Icy blades of voter suppression, 
conservative court nominations,
Orange Man running for reelection
And agenda domination
And the freedom to reproduce applying only to chaos

Will America’s old wounds ever heal?

Roads go ever ever on
Candidates from both parties
Using immigrants as pawns
To find a single nominee.

At the age of thirty-three
Setting America on fire
Lacking personality
Steven Miller you have my ire.

Agitation instead of integration 
Attempting to stem the surge of the global Brown Tsunami  

 Surah Al Ihklās:

Says, “He is Allah,

 One, 

Allah, the Eternal Refuge.

He neither begets nor is born,

Nor is there to Him any equivalent.

News cycle 24/7 365

Facebook status complicated

Can we get our Gollum to fall into the crack of Mount Doom
But first make him let go of his Precious?

‘Cause this time we need to save The Ring
The onus of an epic task 
On the least and the smallest among us.

As time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping into the future.

 

(Image Credit: Wikipedia)