Broken Crown
© Surazeus
2015 07 13
The sun gleams on the gold road of wealth
where the crows and the vultures fight for power.
El Chapo races the motorcycle of ambition
through the tunnel of rage to the road of freedom.
El Chapo broods on the white mountain of hope,
and shouts, "No jail can hold this grand midget."
Cheer when El Chapo and El Trumpo battle
for the broken crown of the Eagle Emperor.
The rain weeps on the gold tower of greed
where the lions and the elephants fight for power.
El Trumpo stomps on the heads of factory workers
and leads beauty queens with a chain of gold.
El Trumpo steals the thorny crown of Christ
and builds a wall of thorns along the Rio Grande.
Cheer when El Chapo and El Trumpo battle
for the broken crown of the Eagle Emperor.
El Trumpo shouts from the pyramid of eyes,
"The corrupt midget escaped from the cage of law.
El Arbusto would negotiate with El Chapo
and make him a citizen of our great country.
El Chapo sells drugs and death in our country
but I will kick his ass and lock him in jail."
Cheer when El Chapo and El Trumpo battle
for the broken crown of the Eagle Emperor.
Face to face in El Paso two kings crouch
and snarl like mad wolves fighting for water.
El Trumpo growls, and twirls the pistol of Wyatt Earp,
"You will never live free nor steal my land."
El Chapo growls, and twirls the sword of El Zorro,
"Never say never, for this world keeps turning."
Cheer when El Chapo and El Trumpo battle
for the broken crown of the Eagle Emperor.
Justice smiles amused, and plays chess with Death,
while Liberty and Sorrow watch their war.
El Chapo kicks the plastic crown off his head,
"In this life, he who risks nothing wins nothing."
El Trumpo punches the hot desert wind,
and rides a donkey into the city of skeletons.
Cheer when El Chapo and El Trumpo battle
for the broken crown of the Eagle Emperor.
In Spanish
Corona Rota
http://surazeus.blogspot.com/2015/07/corona-rota.html
© Surazeus
2015 07 13
The sun gleams on the gold road of wealth
where the crows and the vultures fight for power.
El Chapo races the motorcycle of ambition
through the tunnel of rage to the road of freedom.
El Chapo broods on the white mountain of hope,
and shouts, "No jail can hold this grand midget."
Cheer when El Chapo and El Trumpo battle
for the broken crown of the Eagle Emperor.
The rain weeps on the gold tower of greed
where the lions and the elephants fight for power.
El Trumpo stomps on the heads of factory workers
and leads beauty queens with a chain of gold.
El Trumpo steals the thorny crown of Christ
and builds a wall of thorns along the Rio Grande.
Cheer when El Chapo and El Trumpo battle
for the broken crown of the Eagle Emperor.
El Trumpo shouts from the pyramid of eyes,
"The corrupt midget escaped from the cage of law.
El Arbusto would negotiate with El Chapo
and make him a citizen of our great country.
El Chapo sells drugs and death in our country
but I will kick his ass and lock him in jail."
Cheer when El Chapo and El Trumpo battle
for the broken crown of the Eagle Emperor.
Face to face in El Paso two kings crouch
and snarl like mad wolves fighting for water.
El Trumpo growls, and twirls the pistol of Wyatt Earp,
"You will never live free nor steal my land."
El Chapo growls, and twirls the sword of El Zorro,
"Never say never, for this world keeps turning."
Cheer when El Chapo and El Trumpo battle
for the broken crown of the Eagle Emperor.
Justice smiles amused, and plays chess with Death,
while Liberty and Sorrow watch their war.
El Chapo kicks the plastic crown off his head,
"In this life, he who risks nothing wins nothing."
El Trumpo punches the hot desert wind,
and rides a donkey into the city of skeletons.
Cheer when El Chapo and El Trumpo battle
for the broken crown of the Eagle Emperor.
In Spanish
Corona Rota
http://surazeus.blogspot.com/2015/07/corona-rota.html
I wrote this narcocorrido ballad on 13 July 2015. It can be argued that in this couplet I predicted that El Trumpo would snatch the presidency a year and a half before the election.
ReplyDeleteEl Trumpo punches the hot desert wind,
and rides a donkey into the city of skeletons.
Through the image of him riding the donkey I was mocking his arrogant messianic pretensions.
Prescient.
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