By pushing ahead and damning the torpedoesThe road to destruction widens as it’s pavedMight Maga lieutenants be kicking in craven throesHigh on the list to
Has all that has happened in the past hundred yearsHappened because the people sat idly byLetting events unfold as the world went awryHeedless, as destructive
Watch out worldFeudalism is on a rollAs it takes people to the brinkWielding again a heavy toll The right wing is boiling hotUsing money and
The CAQ government was defeated to a manDue to the draconian policies of their Quebec grand planLeaving the field open for the Parti QuébécoisTo continue
Cape Breton, home to many peoplesAs Europe’s ships landed to fish or restA Bastien of the Ancient RegimeUntil North America was lost by France Around
Many in the conservative movementWere annoyed at the American wayOf individual autonomy and freedomWanting to leverage the power of the stateTo limit the power of
So the poem was inspired by Trump’s Tariffs (1) Goods have moved since the dawn of manAs far horizons beckoned and trade routes beganTraders travelled
Listening to great music that was created through historyAs each note falls into place sounding with mysteryBorn of a brain that can see new visions
Per news yesterday September 7, 2026, that Trump has blocked Bombardier from selling its aircraft in the US. Of note is the reality that thousands
The poem is a response to Trump’s mindless actions against Canada, her people, her sovereignty, and her economic well-being. Maga can offer Canada zip, nada,
Way back in the mists of time The Lake Of Shining Waters was namedBy the Ancient North American Huron nation Ontarai”io. Adopted formally by European cartographers back
Vertical cliffs of stone between earth and skyWhere horned creatures learn to live and flyFlesh and blood images of the wild so highWhere gravity bows
It has become blatantly obviousGiven the Trumpian demandsAt the last minute in negotiationsTo play a US grand slam Trump wants to rule Canada By using tariffs
VOICE MAIL STOPS BUSINESS COLD Heaven sent voices of efficiency tell you to waitWhile electronic devils determine your fateWhen you hover over menus and voices
When asked if he was going to run Reagan’s anti-tariff speechThe Premier of Ontario said wait and see In the meantime Trump could “kiss his ass”Due to the
The Spinners spinnith Under the cold midnight sunHair of white and gold
What a life as time moves along Over the years by any measure greatWalking the broad highway singing life’s incredible song Playing the cards that were dealt saying
What better aircraft to carry the fight To battle the destruction wherever wildfires strikeThan the deHavilland water bomber that brings the mightOf water power to stop
Where will the guns fire nextIn whatever part of the worldWhen Power writes a blank chequeDealing destruction as armies are hurled Where will the bombs
Maga has approved a new Attorney GeneralA Trumpian lawyer who answered the callAs the top law enforcement officialTo administer the US Rule Of Law Some
When you were blindWaiting to healYour hand in mine To hold and feel Feeling the strength of yearsNever ending like pulsing tidesSo great an honour ever
Great memories of youth so clear in the mind Of family and friends and school down memorable lanes that shinedGreat books that were illustrated, giving rise
Born on the edge of the sea near the Bay of Fundy In Annapolis County Nova Scotia he began to sailOn commercial vessels that plied the oceans
Who are these guys who use the lawOf Citizens United to buy power and gnawAt the rights of the American Common Man But affecting all of
Blackgreen stars of earthPaintings of Canada’s WestBrushstrokes for our minds
Every day new threats will arise for Maga never sleeps Busy trying to cause the world to stumble and weep As directives and moratoriums and insults come aliveTweeted
Back in the day Harry Ferguson revolutionized agricultureWith his three point hitch he conquered earthIt took years to perfect his mechanical wonderTo reduce tractor weight,
North, Above the Canadian wild Flurries ride under the northern lightsSweeping south To the tundras and forestsHeavy with ice and frigid mightBut a mild wind is blowing
Tragic is the history of peanutsOriginating in Peru or BrazilIntroduced to Africa by the Portuguese During their early ambitions to control World trade Brought from Africa
Events caused by only some are cooking our goose Power and money flying free, galloping on the looseLaughing at laws, while giving righteous viewsIts time for
What was the first miracleGoing way back in timeAs thoughts started to formAnd the mind began to climb Maybe it was wonder As the stars blinked
A kid from Australia fresh from school Left home to see the world Brave, quick witted, and strong Living life, and singing youth’s great song A
Pipes, sporrans and whirling kiltsVoices raised in cheer with a Scottish liltAcross the world the pipes whisper and shoutAs kilted bands from the Highlands marchBeating
It’s taken thousands of yearsFor some to live freeBut not for all in the worldFor some still bend a kneeThe US had it and real
All Square was an expressionThat people used to sayWhen work was done wellAt the end of the day For when something was builtAnd the work
Over the endless granite rock of the AndesClimbing sunwards to towering heights Through high valleys and passes of copperThe condor rides thermals in flight Their
Great events just jumped onto the world stageIn Davos, where leaders heard, stated a new page As the Prime Minister of Canada caused some rageOutlining
A bloody travesty way back in timeAre we seeing history repeat again the crimeIn fields of death over contested landsFor that which is deemed holy
Did the devil commission some US pastors to rantTo the people of the US in unholy cantComparing an elected president to Christ on the crossMoaning
Tom is gone now but the pines still whisperCanada’s lakes in their beautiful blues still glimmerThrough birches and leaves in the fall that shimmerWaiting for
Cracking, cracking, the bullets are flyingSounds sounds the children are cryingBombing bombing the buildings are crashingStanding standing defiant eyes are flashing Fighting fighting against invading
I was only twelve but am now with the ancientsI don’t worry anymore about harsh cold nights Our land is so beautiful full of water
Its raining on the streets ‘way down belowGreying the city skyline and places where to goWhen a few lights shine bringing warmth to rain’s flowIts
I remember the Rockies when I was a kidwhich surrounded BC in massive gridsUpwards upwards every foot a new sightOn to the peaks lost among
Scaling mountainsReaching the deepOut to the universeAllowing mankind to leap Creating wordsAnd grabbing our livesAs it cuts our throatsWith electron knives AI is out to
Along the Roaring Forties south of Australia Cold winds blow, free around the globe A great navigator is flying the icy fringes of AntarticaThe Albatross’s home on
The blood of Canada runs in great rivers and lakesOnward to the oceans changing colour as it createsLifeblood for all its sons and daughtersIn green
Ever more bold and acting for MagaTrump’s henchmen are there heavy with hostilityNo judgement at all chosen for loyalty not abilityWielding power while expressing abject
A new Governor General Of Canada is appointedFollowing a career administering law on the world stageDistinguished in the world for prosecuting genocideShe was a Canadian
What a speech the King of England madeAddressing Congress in the USFull of humour, wit, knowledge, while blessing the environmentWith facts that were real, and
Glowering, turning in endless rotationsAs politics become heated in rising furyCausing anger to climb in a mindless hurryIn shouting words threatening life and nations It’s
Just listen to them exhorting the multitudesArguing for war and starting blood feudsAgainst their religions to slow down and talkInstead it’s best to deliver a
It has been stated that the triumphal archIs one of the greatest propaganda tools in historyTo celebrate emperors, their wars, and mightUsed in Trump’s arch
An under Secretary of DefenceHas threatened the Holy SeeTelling the pope to get on boardOr face the wrath of the Maga war horde Telling the
Did the Devil commission some pastors to rantTo the President of the US in black and unholy cantComparing a commander in chief to Christ on the
Get rid of wind power said the American presidentTo America, the Scots, and the worldWhen he landed on his golf course in ScotlandTo play golf
Born in time with the dawn of manWar has created chaos in history’s grand planCurbed by the UN which made laws for protectionBut if the
When authoritative action kills the Rule Of LawAnd adventurers grab power using autocratic clawsIgnoring Americans and steamrolling peoples rightsIt’s time for Canadians to say, “get
Given The Green Light Just listen to them exhorting the multitudesArguing for war and starting blood feudsAgainst their religions to slow down and talkInstead it’s
Has the American Dream has been silencedAs big power and money are on the boil?The laws of the US no longer balancedIs an Administration selling
Lifeblood for all its sons and daughters
In green for the forests and black for its soil
In blue for its waters from shore to shore to shore
Red for the passion a great country invokes
As its peoples move wherever, forever shunning yokes
Spilled blood overseas and colouring Europe so red
Canadians have left their blood in places that created much dread
Our blood of strong bonds will withstand much stress
As hollow fools under a foreign power want Canada to oppress
Never before has there been so overt a blood threat
From those with whom Canadians lost blood with never a debt
Yet Canada to the north is brilliant in the light
With lands and forests ever holding and ocean surfs ever pounding
Within the sound of its great silence in far reaching vistas so free
Its life blood red, ever pulsing, for Canadians won’t bend a knee
(copyright 2026)