Limbaugh

"Limbaugh"--

take out the 

"im"

and the

"b" 

and you have 

"Laugh."

 

But it wasn't funny,

was it,

 

how he invaded

our lives

over the radio?

 

When we tuned in 

for comfort, something light, 

he dealt a heavy burden,

parading as freedom and rights.

 

Daily he divided our families

with lies and hate,

with narrowness beyond

what was already ingrained.

 

What we needed was space,

not confinement.

He gave spit, not air,

for spewing is all folks do with hate.

Now he's not breathing anymore.

 

Hate had its day.

Death, the final say. 

Nothing lasts forever.

We are relieved beside his grave.

When a dictator dies, liberty is safe. 

 

Inspired in part by The Great Dictator Speech by Charlie Chaplain (1940)

The Great Dictator Speech by Charlie Chaplain text

Appears in "Iron Sky" by Paolo Nutini on the Album Caustic Love