NYU Black Renaissance Noire NYU Black Renaissance Noire Vol 17.2: Fall 2017 - Page 130

poetry By Ishmael Reed Wisconsin’s Paul Ryan Gill Scott Heron, you spoke of Winter in America But the winter in America is not As cold as the winter in Paul Ryan’s soul Paul Ryan is so cold that the Penguins honored him with an ice statue Paul Ryan is so cold that when His colleagues have a meeting with Him they bring space heaters Paul Ryan is so cold that when He breathes on somebody they Get frost bitten Paul Ryan is so cold that his Nickname in high school was 32 Degrees F Or simply 32 Paul Ryan is so cold that Buffalo in December is his Idea of a vacation Paul Ryan is so cold that Jack Frost sued him for Identity theft I’m taking away your Social security he told The seniors who Get their news from Fox you’d better hold On to your puny savings To pay for that final box God forbid your kids get Sick from the chicken pox You’d better have some money to spare Because Paul Ryan repealed Obamacare Paul Ryan is so cold that the Penguins dedicated an ice statue to him He’s going to privatize your Medicare He’s going to privatize Your cat If you don’t watch out He might even privatize your Mama now what do you Think about that Now, do you miss Barack Obama? Paul Ryan is a cold cold dude He has an ice box for a Heart He does his abs in capitol gym To trim away his flab but he hogs all he can from Big oil and big gas The 1& own his skinny ass Paul Ryan is so cold that the Penguins dedicated an ice statue to him Paul Ryan is so cold that when His colleagues have a meeting with Him they bring space heaters Paul Ryan is so cold that when He breathes on somebody they Get frost bitten. Have to have Their fingers amputated Paul Ryan is so cold that his Nickname in high school was 32 Degrees F Or just 32 Paul Ryan is so cold that Jack Frost sued him for Identity theft Ishmael Reed Copyright © 2017 He’s so inhuman that he’s Never used the loo He doesn’t have ice in his veins He’s lacking in veins And in blood cells too Ice Tea won’t get anywhere near Paul Ryan Nor will Ice Cube And when the Republican party Melts down all of the ice the Only glaciers remaining Will be found in Paul Ryan’s eyes But this altar boy will face his God one day And she’ll say you got the wrong Address Representative Paul Ryan You need to head another way