The Condition of Our Condition

A Poet’s Perspective.

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Part One ~ 2018 The Warning

Fools whose actions conflict and betray what their lips say can be kept at bay. But smart ones don’t give themselves away. Sly foxes conceal intent from their prey.

These are threats to our democratic way. They ease in furtively, and once they’re in play, they will appoint rogues to positions of sway, dismiss anyone who might someday betray, and install biased judges who’ll do what they say.

They’ll decry darker races and the way that we pray, all the while denigrating and repudiating the gay.

They’ll suppress the free press and restrict what we can say. Then they’ll impose martial law, enforced by Aryans dressed in gray.

The rule of law will be, but a utopian cliché after their lemmings help to throw it away. The unenlightened who lack social mores will sacrifice all our freedoms someday.

All for a narcissist from old money who never had to work a single day. A buffoon with a child’s mentality who insists we are loyal and obey.

© November 18, 2018 Ridge

Part Two ~ 2026 The Realization

Actions contradict and betray Everything he has ever had to say. Sly foxes conceal intent from their prey. But Project Twenty-Five gave his plan away.

He reclaimed his throne and, without delay, appointed his rogues to positions of sway, dismissed everyone who might someday betray. and exploited his corrupt judges the very next day.

He vilifies all darker races, and he mocks the way that they pray. All the while denigrating and repudiating the gay.

He attempts to suppress the free press and restrict the things we can say. Then, he imposed martial law like Hitler back in the day.

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The rule of law has become a mere utopian cliché now that he and his confederates threw it away. Unenlightened fools lacking any social mores squandered n’ cast all our freedoms astray for a bigoted narcissist from old money who never had to work a single day. A malevolent fascist man-child who demands to get his way and that his sycophants stay loyal and obey.

Merry miscreants who will kiss his ass and do his abject bidding until nothing is left but decay.

Claims of rigged and stolen elections are merely this guy’s idea of foreplay.

The title was inspired by the song “Just Dropped In To See What Condition My Condition Was In” by Mickey Newbury Jr., popularized by The First Edition in 1967.

© March 11, 2026 Ridge

This Primitive, Frank, and Relatable Rhyme Is An Earnest Depiction of our Condition In The Raw Artless Tenor of Our Time Manifestations of A Troubled Man Navigating A Troubling Clime A Freethinker, Engaged, Exploring, Evolving. Waging A War With Time.