He stood at the podium,
a storm wrapped in a suit,
spitting slogans like bullets
into the open wound of a nation.
Truth became a hostage.
Facts were bent,then broken.
History shook in its boots
as deceny was dragged from the room,
one tweet at a time.
......
Me and Juliette...
Enjoying vacation...
Ernest Hemingway...
Talking dictation...
Different realities...
Different places...
A revolutionary expression...
Across their faces...
......
He stood at the podium,
a storm wrapped in a suit,
spitting slogans like bullets
into the open wound of a nation.
Truth became a hostage.
Facts were bent,then broken.
History shook in its boots
as deceny was dragged from the room,
one tweet at a time.
......
Me and Juliette...
Enjoying vacation...
Ernest Hemingway...
Talking dictation...
Different realities...
Different places...
A revolutionary expression...
Across their faces...
......