"A house divided against itself cannot stand."

______  A Wry Memorial ______

The Evil Ones took over;

And made weapons of four planes.

The riders had no cover;

They suffered dreadful pains

That ended once their deathtraps

Burst into roaring fires

Turning instantly to mere scraps ––

Cinders –– made of former flyers.

The burning towers crumpled,

And fell into the street.

New York was more than rumpled;

It briefly knew defeat.

The nation drew together;

We felt collective grief.

Anger broke its tether;

To express it gave relief.

But just a short time hence

We were at each other's throats;

And built ourselves a fence

Over which the Devil gloats.

We've failed to give the orders

To build a proper wall

Sealing off our borders

To the fiends who’d make us fall.

Instead, we've made division, 

Went to war against ourselves,

Became mired in derision

Sparked by partisan elves,

Who forget this blessed land

In pursuit of powers lost

In close elections manned

By fraud. So, tempest-tossed

The country’s now in turmoil.

The Enemy's our own.

He said ‘twas all for Big Oil,

And then usurped the Throne.

The heap of twisted rubble

Raising toxic fumes for weeks

No longer gives us trouble

Because of media leaks

Designed to throw us off the scent

Of whom we need to blame

And encourage ruinous dissent

That means to break the frame

That holds us all together

And preserves our liberty,

So many now doubt whether

We really should be free.

And each rabble rousing louse

Should 'neath these words be pinned:

"He who troubleth his own house

Shall inherit ––– the wind."

~ FreeThinke

Are they "LEAKS?" 

Are they "FABRICATIONS?" 

Are they "EXAGGERATIONS?" 

Are they DELIBEFATE, WILLFUL
MISINTERPRETATIONS?