The Socialist Tea Party and The Mad Hatter

      
the yellow neon electric storm
rain down from Helios on the back of manta rays      
in the broken lantern dawn      
       
the fallen were woken from slumber
while still dressed in camouflage red, white, and blue      
the misty morn captured it all in monochrome still life      
       
political bottle caps popped their tops when shook too vigorously        
everyone ducks for cover inside ism's fallout shelter      
while communism played Yankee doodle dandy in the background      
       
Trump sounded as revealed in Revelations        
the Dragon of old courted the banks  
the end of the millennium ushered in the New World Order      
they cried foul from the sidelines      
corruption flood the oceans and parted the seas      
       
on the White House lawn, the homeless were finally housed        
they were all out of type green at the banks      
Fort Knox filed chapter 11      
       
the thieves made a getaway      
lining their pockets with the faith of the hopeful      
taps quietly played while Congress applied for welfare