
What to do with a presidential name?
Observe, and one will see where they belong.
Oppression drives families apart—
Desperation becomes an identity—Okie dokey—
Yet few do much to balance the playing field.
Gargantuan Capitalist desert dust
Unequivocably formed this national monument.
To hell with wealth and greed,
Hardship falls harder on the have-nots.
Revolution, though, has its costs.
In the end, a wandering singing prophet is an
Excellent target for corporal confinement.
POET’S NOTE:
An acrostic Scorched Sunday poem. Part of my Scorched Strays collection.
This poem draws inspiration from a wandering singer whose music gave voice to workers, migrants, and the dispossessed. It considers the forces that forged a national monument—and the cost of becoming one.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.

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