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The Overton Window or Go Forth Proudly Comrades Embracing The Position of Uncompromising Defense of the Proletariat …

Matthew B.
Resistance Poetry

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Vox on Facebook

talked of the Overton Window

this very day,

its where basically

its necessary

to go to extremes

to get noticed,

to push for change,

to make things happen,

because the Window

of the Middle,

the Overton

as its called,

is the acceptable,

but to move that window

in the middle,

to enact change

to influence

you shouldn’t merely

be on the margins

of the acceptable

but on the outer

reaches,

the far, far reaches,

& thus

with this in mind

& in a humble effort

to propagandize amongst

my … oh … 20 readers or so,

here we go.

Because in a heartbeat,

a heartbeat I say,

the Koch brothers

would be re-educated

digging deep wells

in Flint Michigan

till they found pure

clean water.

Kobe Bryant’s wife

would have her

million dollar ring

expropriated & broken

down for drill bits

to use in the digging

of Flint wells by the

Koch brothers.

Trump Tower would be

occupied and stripped

of all its false veneer

while Barron’s gold

baby carriage would

take pride of place

in The People’s Museum

of The New Dawn &

groups of school children

would field trip to marvel

& learn.

Fox News executives

would be arrested along

with Limbaugh, Hannity

a multitude of talk-show

hosts as enemies-of-the-

people & re-educated

digging canals from the

high Rockies through to

San Luis Obispo to help

water the farms which

would now be unionized

& minimum waged & there’d

be taco trucks on every

corner for free workers

lunch & luxury campers

for naps from the burning

midday sun.

History lessons would

be for real this time,

buffaloes would be

encouraged mightily

to breed and roam the

western lands where

Indian tribes would

return to pastures

of old & they’d house

themselves in teepees

hand-sewn by bankers

& hedge-fund managers

lodged in converted

L.A. mansions with armed

guards for the duration.

The NRA leadership

would be hog-tied &

immediately put to work

in foul prison conditions

producing ploughshares

from swords in blazing

merciless kilns & every

Sunday they’d be cuffed

& ‘compassionate-leaved’

to the closest cemetery

where they’d visit the

graves of the fallen

children & granmas

taken by ricochets.

Prisons would use

psilocybin cure-alls,

golf-courses would

become adventure

petting-zoo play

grounds,

& for last

for now …

Syrian children

would be invited,

with much a to-do

& pomp & circumstance,

to move into

newly liberated

Hampton beach-side mansions.

There …

how’s that

to be

going on with,

just for starters.

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Matthew B.
Resistance Poetry

More Trump stuff going back to that day in November can be found @ martgenova.blogspot.com, Poems for Trump.