Goodbye, America,
The America I knew;
Fortunate are we,
Privileged to have known you
In times of comfort and prosperity,
Well-being and security.
I remember my childhood
Going to the World’s Fair,
Industry’s promise
Glistened everywhere;
Many nations represented
A spectacular sight,
You were a diamond among them
In beneficent might.
Chuck Schumer,
Your masters are proud of you:
Nothing but a self-hating Jew.
You once knocked on doors
On Brooklyn’s Batchelder Street.
Your rise to prominence
Knew no defeat;
Your catchphrase then
Was “Zachor, zachor!”
You forgot all about that,
Won it all, yet want more.
Nancy Pelosi,
Your venom and bile
Suit your Spanish Inquisitor style;
You’ve blamed Trump all along
For the crimes you committed;
The true story omitted,
Lies and slander transmitted.
Trump will pay for his sins,
As we all will, I guess;
The new order will continue
To attack and suppress,
While adjuring this country
To coalesce.
Before leaving Egypt,
Hashem had the Hebrews request
Gold, silver, fine garments,
There was no protest;
Egypt was destroyed,
Desolate and bereft,
No lure to return,
There was nothing left;
Like a trap without bait,
No wealth to captivate,
Like a net without fish,
No culture to cherish.
It’s the end of an era
For the United States;
Like Egypt, her enchantments
Evaporate,
Drained and depleted
As a second world nation,
With Socialism’s implementation.
The Cherubim embraced, smiling,
As the Beis HaMikdash fell;
For redemption draws closer
With each evil spell;
Though unpredictable and volatile
Our history,
Faith’s the courage
To live with uncertainty.
Father, please lead us out,
Save us from the mayhem;
Redeem us,
Take us to You
As Your People again.
Grant our survival,
Strengthen our hand;
Lead us once more
To Your Holy Land.
By Sharon Marcus