RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY
Power of Spite
Can spite and malice grab the chalice
That enables four more years of power?
Can the power of spite fill hearts with fright
That extends this nightmare another hour?
What twisted thoughts run through his brain
Like a man in a flood who prays for rain?
What next awaits our horrid fate:
The entire nation in a desperate state?
There is no answer to metastasized cancer
We await the song like a forlorn dancer
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