Outrage

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: TRUMP

 

Outrage

 

The outrage is palpable

For what happened that day

The president is culpable

He will take it to his grave

 

He pardoned all their sins

Now he promises rewards

The story goes to he who wins

Those who lose lay down their swords

 

They have pulled a billion dollars

And over half a billion more

From the workers with blue collars

To foment a civil war

 

If he didn’t hold the power

He would spend his days in jail

Or he’d be hiding in his tower

Against his enemies he’d rail

 

But power gives you money

To wash away your crimes

You laugh as if it’s funny

You got away with it this time

 

And your party lets you do it

They cannot find their tongues

They pretend that they eschew it

Yet they hold on to that rung

 

(DOJ awards $1.8 billion to a

Trump controlled commission.)