Mushroom Clouds Deja Vu

Shades of 1964 and the attack ad that sent the Goldwater candidacy to a landslide grave

Hit by the images of him as a war monger that swept him away in a voter fear tidal wave

A little girl picking the petals of a daisy with he loves me, he loves me not chant as the camera peers into her eyes

The retina now exposed disappears as a mushroom cloud slowly rises into the sky

Followed by a message across the screen to vote for LBJ

On the Iran nuclear deal we now see another attack ad replay

Linked not to a flower a sign of peaceful intent

But with Iran a much more realistic content

A boy and a girl playing hide and seek with girl racing to find a hiding spot ideal

While the boy counts down from ten with eyes covered hoping her spot his eyes will reveal

At zero his hands fall to his eyes uncover

Turns to try to the girl discover

In an instant his faith in Obama’s assurance sour

As the TV screen dissolves under a mushroom cloud’s power

With the screen shifting to the Iran leader’s fanatic face

Slogans that we words are good but we need the tools to wipe out the American race

The emotions against this deal are running raw

Obama and his minions are in panic mode grasping straws

Kerry tossed out today a ridiculous claim that if Congress the deal rejects

The dollar would sink and as a world currency the world would it no longer select

Mushroom cloud attack ads may cause Congressional rejection to prevail

A partial result of Obama’s treating us and Congress like mushrooms—darkness and manure, a sure way for him to fail

© August 12, 2015, Michael P. Ridley aka the Alaskanpoet
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