Dismay to Hope (Trump Syndrome)A Poem by Arthur WeilListen! Harken! All ears! Twist as best knowledge Desires flounder before our eyes Dark negative tear wet my soul Shocking, unexpected Be it a new dictator Announcement of demons at our door Disease or pestilence creep Yet how low, how deplorable, despicable can you be One man, one country so in danger His steering, slightest turn of the wheel Into accident and calamity Yet just accord the was majority one Euphoric, executive-a new order Chains broken, change, experiment Now leader, laws, direction Will the downtrodden middle class prosper? Build roads, bridges, water system Election, clean up inner cities Train and back to a decent school Education free extended Military overwhelming, tax system simplified For middle class and, but upper lot get it Stock market up, gyrations National debt extended, more borrowing Decline, global warming made up 2-3 million immigrants with criminal records Inflation, handle homeless 2 million More prisons and jails Tariffs and trade wars dislocating All is up for grabs Enough speculation Times are great and sound Ambivalence, chess game Luck of the Irish A greater amalgamate interracial world Bigots will rise, hate mongers spread their waves Calamities and disease All sound and fury the makings of the greatest drama on
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Added on July 18, 2018 Last Updated on July 18, 2018 AuthorArthur WeilCAAboutI was a public school teacher for 27 years and now have time to write poetry. I am the author of 22 books. more..Writing
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