The Golden Age

As the news trickled in
Like a Times Square ticker
I felt weak like sails with no wind
It made me so sick
Maybe I should've listened 
to the wisdom of the wino 
Asking for change down the street
"It's the new golden age"
Was his ethylic proclamation
"You watch," he said
"It's the coming of the new Reich
Time to celebrate another
great achievement
In the history of our nation"
Next Presidents Day 
Hidden by the ads and the big sales
Statistics will read more 
like ballistics
More bullied youth will die
By yet another signature 
With a psychotic smile
Only the rich and the strong
Are allowed to stay
After all, this is the true 
All American trailblazer's way