Sunday, March 25, 2018

Dead Man Walking

Trump's never had a mind for consequence; 
he'll rationalize later what he chose.
And no one--not Ivanka, nor MikePence--
dares tell the emperor he's got no clothes.
His childhood must have sucked, to form such scar;
his thing for men in uniform ain't right.
But now he's paid an insult to H.R.
who won't go gently into that good night.
A noted strategist confronts a fool
and choice of weapon's his prerogative.
Spectators cheer the prospect of a duel,
uncaring if the losers die, or live.
A prospect that should scare the orange crook
McMaster's poised to write another book.

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