Johnny Redhat

Johnny Redhat

Where are you marching to, Johnny Redhat?

Did ya get a new tattoo?

Wearing decorations waved in 1939,

Are you prepared to be a loser too?

Have you convoluted all your logic,

Have you unread your Bible yet?

Aiding and abetting stupid shit

With a hint of violence to make you wet.

What’s that bumper sticker, Johnny,

Is that a crucifix and gun?

Will you make the streets red with someone’s blood,

Is that your idea of fun?

What’s that you’re singing, Johnny Redhat,

A tune they made inside a jail?

Are you marching to a conviction,

Are you moving toward your fail?

What did you buy from him, Johnny,

A two-dollar bill that you paid twenty,

A bobblehead maybe, or just a pin,

Or a digital drawing that rooked you plenty?

What are you hoping for, Johnny Redhat?

Real representation from someone in the House,

Changes for good at last, for you and yours,

Or permission to remain a louse?

What’s the endgame here, Johnny Redhat,

Who washes the blood from the street?

When you’ve wiped out all the ones you don’t like,

Will that make your life complete?

Where are you marching to, Johhny Redhat?

Have you made the right decision?

Where will you end up, Johnny Redhat?

‘Cause from here it looks like an oblivion.

Where are you marching to, Johnny Redhat?

Marching to the beat of hate.

Come back to the light, Johnny Redhat,

Come back before it’s too late.

Cliff Lake 4/3/2024

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