I’m getting woke in Kellyanne Conway’s Dark Underbelly,
eager for the birthing of something like brotherhood and sisterhood
non-white and white
true to an oath to follow the Constitution,
full of empathy and compassion
wanting America to be America
for us all,
radical past the endurance of
pissing them off
enraging them so much as to
see purply veins on necks popping out as they scream,
dark ones in the Dark Underbelly of America!
Go back! Go back! They say.
Alright, it needs fixing.
The wholly fucking Bronx no less.
Are there not hundreds of other cities needing fixing?
What better place than Congress to do it in.
You won’t turn us back,
we’re digging in to our own soil,
our own homes are here.
Hear us rumblin’ down there Kellyanne?
Hear us rumblin’, yes hear us rumblin’.