Yearly Archives: 2018

not my president
our national embarassment
who knows where sanity went

what majority would consent
to his sordid ascent
to his bullying bent
to the facts he invents
to his embellishments
to the chaos he foments
with his tweets and rash comments

but our votes were irrelevant
Russian involvement?
he says, Nyet!

in any event
my discontent
from our steep descent
into his twittery torrent
has left me spent
but he will not relent

instead, unbent
and arrogant
he talks coal, steel and cement
to local malcontents
at his staged events
then retreats to his lavish apartments
to entertain the one-percent
the ones he really represents
(the dreamers, he has undreamt)

you knew what I meant
when I started to vent
about our current devilment
he may be the White House resident
but he is not my president

precious time has been misspent
absorbed in his absurd pretense
and the scary extent
of his incompetence
has not even hit us yet

so please, Mr. Mueller, end the suspense
you only need to follow his scent
to find the necessary evidence
so we may we once again respect
Mr. Washington's intent
for the person we call president