Tuesday, December 27, 2016

Late late Reviews in poetry

I've had a thick hesitation about posting this for the time that folowed that miserable election, but here is it:

America is dead!!!

American people have spoken; they've decided to drop the T-Bomb.
And Anxiety coming from our future
Grasps me with its horrific tentacles
While thick, dark shadow grow up from some white building in Washington D.C,
Announcing evil, darker times
An a hideous, frightening, cold-blooding scream.
And while Hillary cries, feeling some cool , insane air spreading around her,
While the horror master from Bangor loses his tweets and his Maine,
While useless violence shakes every corner of this unsatisfied country,
While stubborn, untolerant minds get ready to dig up America's stressed, depressed but bold tears,
A clown has entered the place,
A damned fool has replaced some shiny, racism-killer mind,
An atomic-shaker has replaced some unfairly Dallas victims, 
Ludicrous hair is covering a valuable,
beautiful country of 50 different but united states with shame and shades.

Donald Trump has been elected.

E. D. Bangbury

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