Where’s the Guy? Momentum Growing at a Political Rally

The world is watching…

Waiting and anticipating…

Some wonder, waiting on the thunder

Others stay calm in case it’s a bomb

Where’s the guy, someone whispers

Words are sharp, just like scissors

A few uncertain dare to speak

Voices timid and very weak

Still others gather just to wait

Not yet hooked, but near the bait

What’s the cause?  Is there applause?

Crowds grow larger, who’s the charmer?

An open stage is all the rage

Everyone watches towards the cage

Minutes ticking by and by

Why the waiting? Where’s the guy?

Pockets start with simple chanting

Sounds surreal and so enchanting

Building up and growing louder

Filling every space with power

Eyes are focused, especially the closest

Mouths are dry; where’s the guy?

Momentum growing, some elbowing

Crowd control is slim to none

Where’s the guy?  Anyone?

Some confusion or another illusion

Waiting makes the patience thin

Where’s the guy?  Will this begin?

A fevered pitch, a partisan itch

Demands grow louder, like flash powder

A boiling kettle, foot hard on the pedal

Chanting voices, so few choices

The crowd keeps growing, bodies flowing

Making room, it should be soon

Where’s the guy?  People start to cry

Volume soaring, huge outpouring

A growing rage at the empty stage

Panic borders, we need some order

Or this event will have came and went

Oh hell, where’s the guy?

He’d better show or it’s goodbye

Thinning patience grows contagious

Feet start stomping, no one talking

Clapping hands as everyone stands

People cheering; electioneering!

Finally with a joyful cry,

A sold-out crowd can see the guy

Larger than life on the jumbo screens

A man who speaks just what he means

No double talk like the other ones

Not a chance he’ll speak in tongues

To the point with facts, and he lowered our tax

Made us safer, job creator

A simple guy who loves the people

Salutes the flag and honors the Eagle

Stays strong, knows right and wrong

America first won’t be reversed

So can you put your hands together?

For a President who can brave the weather

Listen now, a gas, and wow!

There’s no real comparison

To being an American!

Join the rally; stay a while!

Thanks to Trump, Freedom is back in style!

 

Author’s Note

Political poetry is not for the timid; the audience you present your work to will either absolutely love it or hate it with a passion.  Strange how the two-Party system has overshadowed common sense in many ways, making people say and do things which they aren’t proud of.  I’d like to get back to a place where voters look at the issues and vote with their own minds instead of being brainwashed into electing people who really don’t care about them.  Hate the President or love the President; that’s up to you, but do it because it was your own original thought and for your own original reasons.  No Party owns you….just remember that next election day.

If you like political poetry, here are a few more of my poems that you can check out:

When the Shutdown Finally Ends

Living in a Surveillance State

American Teen – Property of the State Machine

R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all.I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed.I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another.I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me.I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all. I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed. I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another. I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me. I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

4 thoughts on “Where’s the Guy? Momentum Growing at a Political Rally

  • February 14, 2019 at 2:59 PM
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    Hey RJ , Yes Politricks ……An here it is in poetry ? I think you really know how to kick a hornets nest ,
    Oh well , might as well go with it now !…………;-}

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  • February 15, 2019 at 1:29 PM
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    As always on this topic , you and I see it exactly the same way. You painted the picture with words that I never could. Very thought provoking to say the least. Wonderful job Ralph.

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  • February 17, 2019 at 9:38 AM
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    Why is it that as a population we always whine about how we need to break away from politicians and find a voice for the American people. Yet through our complaints we still vote for the most politically inclined candidate. It must be impossible to govern our wishy washy wants. Thank you for sharing Ralph. Jamie

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