Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear…

I wanna scream that this is
I wanna scream that this is
I wanna scream that this is
I wanna scream that this is:

Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear…
Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear…
They keep singin’ their same ol’ song—
Big lies, blinding us to sing along…
False alerts of oranges, yellows and reds
Pounding terror and fear into our heads—
“Most important $election of our lifetimes:
$electing criminals for more war crimes!”

Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear…
Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear…
Fear a thug-in-a-rug, blowhard buffoon—
‘Too big to fail’ thieves are still immune!
Fear wannabe warmongers and other kooks—
Commander just spent trillions on nukes!
Fear sock puppets, stead of 1% puppeteers’
PSYOP $campaigns—every four years…

Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear…
Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear…
Fear folks in hoodies, hijabs, kufis, turbans
Not Brooks Brothers terrorists in Suburbans
Fear undocumented workers taking ‘our’ jobs—
Not the ‘person-hood’, who steals and robs…
Fear U.S.-armed assets, terrorist playthings
Not the next ‘bubble’ and destruction it brings…

Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear…
Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear-Fear…
Fear anthrax in plastic-wrapped homes’/duct tape
Not Nazis, Plutocrats nurture—and helped escape—
Of course, what’s most to fear is deadly fear itself:
Leaving revolution resting on some corporate shelf…

Former forklift driver/warehouse worker/janitor, Raymond Nat Turner is a NYC poet; BAR's Poet-in-Residence; and founder/co-leader of the jazz-poetry ensemble UpSurge!NYC. Read other articles by Raymond Nat, or visit Raymond Nat's website.