Your love is not love at all,*A nation abused*

(One Billion Rising Poem , Feb 14,2019)

You said you had compassion,

that your strength would make us strong.

In truth, you’re just a bully,

with a penchant for the wrong.
Your crass words fill our eardrums.

Your rape “jokes” make us cringe.

You’ve insulted every mother–

you’re a tyrant, full unhinged.

 

You call and call for violence

and State forces kill, kill, kill.

Your bloodlust does not soften—

you’re a pervert sick on thrill.

 

Without an ounce of principle,

your rants in wind all sway:

we disdain your bully pulpit,

we distrust your devious ways.

 

“Rape three and put the blame on me

and finger up your maid—

shoot vaginas, flatten hills,

our migrants can be layed.”

 

Disgusting man, abusive fool,

no father did we meet–

no model for our children,

you’ve slain them in the street.

Your drug war is maniacal.

Your martial law a ruse.

You kiss the boots of foreign lords,

then heap us with abuse.

 

Thus, like a woman rising up

to leave a violent man,

our rage grows strong, we won’t turn back,

you withered sycophant.