“A man who has placed his soul in the service of Fascism declares an evil and dangerous slavery to be the only true good. Rather than overtly renouncing human feeling, he declares the crimes committed by Fascism to be the highest form of humanitarianism; he agrees to divide people up into the pure and worthy and the impure and unworthy.” Vasily Grossman
These fascist systems have endured
Protected by the Church,
That Christian practice ought have cured
Did men their conscience search,
As citizens become inured
And toward such systems lurch.
Will Gorsuch vote to save the man?
He has the power, and he can.
I crumple in a corner ill,
Per party hacks in power
A useless breather, one who still
Consumes air by the hour—
And food and water—with no will
To service Mammon’s flower.
Even a Gorsuch has the means
To fight abuse—its in his genes.
The field of freedom circumscribed,
Our room for movement tightens—
Some paralytic was imbibed
As conscience balks and whitens,
While Justice herself has been bribed
By huge commercial titans.
Will Gorsuch with the poor connect
Or before commerce genuflect?
Protected by the Church,
That Christian practice ought have cured
Did men their conscience search,
As citizens become inured
And toward such systems lurch.
Will Gorsuch vote to save the man?
He has the power, and he can.
I crumple in a corner ill,
Per party hacks in power
A useless breather, one who still
Consumes air by the hour—
And food and water—with no will
To service Mammon’s flower.
Even a Gorsuch has the means
To fight abuse—its in his genes.
The field of freedom circumscribed,
Our room for movement tightens—
Some paralytic was imbibed
As conscience balks and whitens,
While Justice herself has been bribed
By huge commercial titans.
Will Gorsuch with the poor connect
Or before commerce genuflect?
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