Portrait of the 'Cultural Revolution' / Marxist insurrection in my native land, America

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Excerpt:

I wonder who is paying for the Marxists and the mobs
and what will happen to the people, people who lost jobs.
Mine eyes have seen professionals stampeding to the moon,
susceptible as buffalos to any passing tune.
Their willingness to come aboard those contact tracing apps
stands out to me as clearly now as squiggly lines on maps
amid the driving rapids' churning, drilling them with dreaming.
I know not whom but raise our flag at twilight's last gleaming.