DONALD TRUMP WILL FIX IT
DONALD TRUMP WILL FIX IT
A shout of joy is now ringing out! heard across the land
Yes, Jubilation! To most a nation reclaiming its heritage.
The majority rejoice! However, privileged sects are modified.
A comprehensive leader! No wonder we must follow the Mage.
Sensational as he is! Yet some seek to implode with raw rage.
Privilege few nothing new! On the verge of a path to exploding.
Should we accept their misguided concept? Just depose them.
They were plotting mischief! Vulgarity, a chorus of fighting purely blind rats.
Verse Two
So much is wrong! Done by those clowns, America is falling.
The only reason they have not sunk! Few do procrastinate.
Citizens cast off the shackles! Avoid the impending prisons.
Friends and foes have seen your woe! They will attack for no reason.
For if this mighty oak is fallen! It's jackal and infidels season.
Just in time, someone of reason, envisioning wolves at the door.
America came to this situation! frankly through greed and temptation.
A foolish administration of dolts! Incompetence brigand reparation.
Verse Three
Condemnation of rampant inflation! And failure to communicate ingrates.
Batting zero! We were presented with a bimbo, who did not know the score.
The citizen bread basket is empty! America the nation is running on fumes.
Left to chance most Democrats will dance! Having too drunk to see their plight.
Leaders of distinction! Fool of decisions, calmly stomping America to the dust.
Citizens in God we trust! Those fools are not for us, to quit making such a fuss.
There is work to be done surely not by those clowns! Who defy and fight us.
An eye-opener to those who resist! Seeing the country in mortal degradation.
Into The Mist poetry Volume 9. Trump will fix it
Kenvil Atkins Lewis poet for Timeless Poetry and Short Stories.
