RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: DEFEATING TRUMP
Infant Leader
To an infant the universe
Revolves around the self
The toddler is all ego
There is the father and the mother
There are no others
What can be said of a leader
Who believes a global pandemic
Is all about him?
The killing of a man in Minnesota
Is all about him?
Streets of protest from Portland
To Seattle all about him?
What kind of ego must you have
To believe that your head
Should be mounted on Rushmore
Alongside Roosevelt Jefferson
Washington and Lincoln?
We are cursed with an infant leader
Who believes he is anointed by god
Who has run the ship into the rocks
And believes he has landed
In the promised land
We are cursed with an infant leader
Who is lost in his own fantasies
And believes he can transform the world
By the strength of his will
We must break loose from this infant
Before his tantrums destroy the nation
And the world beyond recovery
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