Two poems for our present time.
1). The Wall
HumpT DumbT sat on hate’$ wall,
HumpT DumpT is about to have a great fall.
All of Mercer’$ dark billion$, and all of Putin’$ tech henchmen,
Will not be able to put Trump’$ regime back together again.
2). TRUMPED BY A FOOL
You know what he still is, there should be no need for any more new games
Appearing to be outwardly different, but inside he is still the same
Vacationing on ego trips, and with the world playing his evil, bizarre mind games
Striving for the world’s monetary dominance, and its dark, dubious fame
Remaining a Godless soul while associated with life’s darkest mass
Affirming his uniqueness, though he still remains stuck in the same psychotic class
With all of those with delusions of grandeur, and their appearances of a deranged ass
Steering fully clear of love and self-awareness, Oh his transparency of glass!
Spewing words of questionable wisdom, and with only another rabid dogs’ bark
Seeking only for his family and cronies a rich life, but on life’s script leaving just another shit mark
Talking like he has seen the light, but, if so, why is his life still so mired in the dark?
Needing purifying inner flames, while he continues to snuff every divine spark
Believing that his life has blossomed, but he does not possess Love’s flower
Demanding that his life be carried by the river of sweetness, while making us still wade through the sour
Never realizing that, over life, ultimately he holds very little lasting power
Avoiding the reality of our lives, while living in his ivory-white supremacist Trump Tower
Bringing up life’s smelliest rear end, while demanding that he should be honored first
Stealing all of the best from good people’s lives, showing everyone he thinks they deserve the worst
Plotting for the dark elitist’s economic success, while making sure the poorest stay cursed
His life is just an overblown toxic gas bubble, waiting to be burst!
Bruce Paullin
Please, save yourself from the toxic gas bubble about to be released!
