Disaster

A wicked man made of jelly,

Ridiculous hair and sized belly.

Fists of steel and tongue of thunder,

But mind was left clueless to wonder.

Three piece suit of darkest greys,

Bringing out his crazy ways.

Fighting where there is no war,

Leaving the helpless to the floor.

Cruel mind and heartless heart,

Tearing the USA apart.

You think Brexit brought a slump?

May I introduce to you, Donald Trump.

Reviews

[ZakLeonRamsey]

Haha, Armose, this is hilarious. I was wondering who this was, then in the fourth to eighth stanza, I had figured it out, but the ending, is rather humorous. I like poems with humour and I like poets with humour, it always puts a nice touch on the poem because it makes you laugh, or it makes you smile. "A wicked man made of jelly, ridiculous hair and sized belly." That made me chuckle. His hair is amazingly disgusting, and which makes me uncomfortable, is that he is overweight, or at least, fat. That's not good. But the way you put it makes me smile. I like this poem. Good job, have a nice day :)

[Armrose]

Thank you again! I was hoping to reach a humorous level in my readers eyes as my previous work had mainly been related to mental health, so I appreciate the feedback! :)

[ZakLeonRamsey]

No problem :)