Manifest Destiny Poem by Mark Heathcote

Having lost, the losers who'd held the moral high ground
who'd instigated one of the dirtiest smear campaigns
I have witnessed in my entire life; all in the name
of democracy, and having lost, their voters are marching
protesting and burning whatever they can find in the street.

'What, I ask -myself is if the vote had gone the other way.
Would the other party have behaved in such a manner?
I'd have to answer no. People say their government.
Is corrupt & its own, politicians, don't look like refuting-
it publicly, so maybe the outcome is a right and just one.'

As for this nation, we can only hope that the man who
has faced bankruptcy himself, can fix the damn problems-
of a nation, near-bankrupt a nation that owes nearly
thirty trillion dollars, let's hope he knows what he's

Doing so because he's got a difficult job ahead of him;
Where to begin, and is this man honourable, who cares?
Isn't this a country that frequently romances violence?
Who pushed back the frontiers and who pioneered?

Isn't it time they recall their own 'Manifest Destiny?
Surely some old policies are worth revisiting.

The virtue of the American people and their institutions;
the mission to spread these institutions, thereby redeeming
& remaking the world in the image of the United States;
the destiny under God to do this work
After all, wasn't it expansionism that took them to Mexico?