Sunsets over the kingdom

 

The sunsets 

Over the furtherest

Part of the Roman Empire

Hadrian's wall 

Boundary between

Scotland and England

Rome spread itself out

Over the land of the known

World of Egypt and Babylon

Then it went east

Towards India and China

As well as north

The lands of the Barbarians

Celts and Druids

Fearsome hateful people

No one could tolerate

Them amongst the civilized

Rome had made itself over

Into a Democracy

Of thin ice 

Of diplomacy

And Ceasars ruling

The whole world

With their fists

And little knowledge

Of whom their people

Were but instead 

Hellenized them

Christianized them later

But first a wall 

Was built all across

Europe a no mans 

Waste land of inferiors

Hadrian's wall in Scotland

Was to keep them out 

Of the now Roman England

Not wanted nor willing to accept

Other areas of Europe 

Was the same

You shall not pass beyond

These gates nor wall

Keep out and don't bother

What a way of viewing

The world!

One used to run 

For the Border

When times were difficult

Such as robbing a bank

But now they are climbing

Over the walls to get in

Just to rob us blind

This Theresa and her family

For instance have done nothing

But insist they own everything

Of mine just because

They are Mexican

All hers she said

And then her son Juan

Thinks he can say he is my son

He has been tearing down

One Hundred year old houses

Because he never lived

In anything better

Than a makeshift room

In Mexico where they don't

Build to last at all.

My monies 

My properties

My titles

I cant even get my 

Work history 

Because of Theresa and Juan

Both of whom use my name

But don't ever give me anything

I can even cash a check

With my name on it

Because it is their name

To use in America

This highway robbery

Has been going on for a long time

Just because they are immigrants

No they are really wicked people

And have committed crimes

Perhaps now that they have made

An Example of the Santos guy

Caught lying to get elected

And using other people funds

Just because as a Latino

Who was raised Catholic

In a communist country

He has now been kicked out

Of his own office

Maybe I can get some justice

In the outright case

Of having too many children

Told with heroine 

That I am their mother

All they were supposed to do

Was steal my wallet 

And my suitcase

And not allow me to be employed

Instead these selfish and greedy

Bitches want to fill the airways

With their bullshit

Always caring on about

The plight of these people

Being bombed and forced out

But they never provide 

The information that they

Themselves all have the same mother

Whom they forced out of her own homes

Meanwhile down 

In Communist country

They have finally found

An ambassador

Guilty of being an agent

For a foreign country

Cuba!

The land of the cigars

My grandmother  lost most

Of her income 

Having listened to her friends

In Miami 

Invest in this commodity

That everyone wants

Cigars!

No harm to anyone

It was the fifties

She never recovered  

I myself always 

Had a boat to go 

When I was blocked

From my own place

Of dwelling

Even Meredeath Brokaw

Has the habit 

Of needing a place to stay

I know her husband

Who grew up poor

With immigrant parents

Instead of a wealthy doctor father

Does not know 

How many times his wife

Has pulled that stunt

On someone else

She seems to need

Free hotel rooms

Or just takes over 

Your apartment

When she does not care

To tell her husband

What she has done

With his money

Anyways

There is this story

I once lived and worked

In Florida 

But my boat was stolen

I reported it to the authorities

As is required

Especially so close

To the border 

Of another country

They had found my boat

I got the call

While working in DC

I had to come now

To reclaim the boat

Or I might be up

On charges of smuggling

It was presumed 

That was the reason

For the theft

I was given permission

To go to Havanna

In order to legally 

Retrieve my stolen property

I was also informed 

Once I was there 

That there was a death

It seems it was Jimmy

Who had stolen the boat

And the Cubans

Said he was dead

Provided me with a death certificate

All is well that ends well

I had to go out to supper

With the officials 

As I was expected

To show I had nothing

To do with his death

But as it is a habit

I crossed someone's path

I was ruffied

Date rape drugged

I woke up in a cell

In Guantanamo?

I don't know where

But it was not pleasant

And then I was in California

Without my boat

My passport

And my memory of what

Happened when someone

Thought I could recognize him

It might have been this Manual

A former American Ambassador

It might not have been

Anyone I could even finger

But it was someone

Who pulled some strings

In Michellle's birthplace

My grandmother got

That phone call as well

Someone was stuck

In Cuba with a newborn

Could she help?

I found her at the bottom

Of the stairs 

In her Los Angeles apartment

Dead and broken

Everyone had used her

And now they had thrown

Her out

Grandma fell down the stairs

Is all stupid 

Peter Barmettler

Would keep repeating 

Over and over again

He had been making my mother

Believe he wanted to be her

Son in law

No, he only wanted her money

And now her mother was dead

And he was no more 

Then fifteen years old

Had she found out?

It was probably 

Jimmy

Who did the dead

He simply wants

To have his way

And kills to get it

I also found my grandfatehr

Dead in my LA apartment

When I was working on television

It is only because 

I was on a live broadcast

That I did not go to prison

Not that the police did not

Stop watching me for the first

Infringement

I have gotten

Alot of parking tickets

And speeding tickets

I once got one

For driving to slowly

Onto a highway 

Just because

They say they want 

To come inside

Our borders

Does not mean

They want to be American

Those walls

Were meant to keep

Out the thieves and the pirates

As weel as bring peace

And prosperity

To the entire kingdom.