I dreamed that I lived in Trumplandia--
A land ruled by fear,
Where real power rests
In the hands of the Profiteer--
Where Xenophobia crosses
Its unwelcoming arms--
Where Intolerance spreads
Its despicable charms,
Making scapegoats a target
To bear the brunt of the blame
For much of the country's problems--
Where immigrant-bashing's fair game--
Where people ignore the hungry,
Struggling ones in need
And praise along with the multitudes
The God of Corporate Greed--
Where Hateful Rhetoric spreads
Its cruel, contagious disease,
Crippling Healthy Dialogue
With insidious expertise--
Where sycophantic followers
Grovel before their King
With sadomasochistic
Fervor, awaiting his sting--
Where throughout the land
Inclusivism is feared,
While Exclusivism
Is honored and revered--
Where flowers of Compassion
Are strangled by weeds of Hate
And Hope for greater equality
Suffers a sad, cruel fate.
The more I saw of Trumplandia,
The more I wanted to scream:
Wake me from this nightmare!
Wake me from this bad dream!
(8-31-15) By Bob B
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