pardon me

i don’t mean to offend
blind patriotic when i was ten
one message i’m here to send
voting blind makes for terrible ends

credit my catholic background
although i preferred the sunny playground
to the make-no-sound prayer in the round
i can see blind faith raising foulness from the ground

pardon me for not eating the Chee-Zits
i dislike the Baby’s constant malfeasance
his militarized version of peaceful prince Jesus
his fake cheese flavor makes people peevish

Nixon resigned august nine, nineteen seventy four
joke was he smuggled silverwear
out the back door

if Dick earned a pardon
then i’m up for one
for pushing back against Trumpets with guns

pardon me like Richard Nixon
for wanting to erase the Mason-Dixon
to alleviate just some of the friction
of people on wildly impossible missions

hedge funded militias, drunk and dour
power promoting gun powder
targeting any delicate flower
it’s enough to make me downright sour

so pardon me please for pushing back
a pacifist would never launch an attack
you can try to resist a bully with tact
these fascists are completely jacked

amnesty for the offense of treason
by confederates as the civil war raged
Andrew Johnson gave back rights and privileges
on a very gracious Christmas Day

if Jimmy Carter could reach back
and restore even Jefferson Davis
the lesson is that it will take
we ourselves to save us