by Elizabeth Boyd Miller
Empires may rise and they may fall
like the spinning of fortune’s wheel
we played a towering house of cards
now we’re trumped by greed and power.
Your victory sealed our fate, a margin call
claiming your prize, rebranding the “Art of the Deal”
into “Make America Great Again,” this bard
tells of relations gone south and tasting sour.
Loud did you scream of fear and hate,
inciting rampant crowds, the chaos ensues,
just wait and see, the populace is blinded
by your slogans and your perfect agenda
Common decency has diminished as of late.
sending shockwaves around the world, he secures
his place in history books of this our divided
nation. Let us, the people, request a referendum.
There’s no need, we must humbly give you a chance;
maybe we gambled away our rights and our freedoms,
maybe we lost sight of our morality in the process
Maybe, there is no need for us, the people, to fret.
What will life be like a year from now? We cannot glance
into the future. A foolhardy man we elected for no reason.
What will life be like in three years? We’ll expect no less
when our democracy stands in peril by our president-elect.
Let us not be the pawns in our nation’s game of chess.
Each maneuver, each protest, let us not cry “Child’s play”
Let us instead power through our numerous frustrations
and rise above the machinations of late, this travesty.
Come Hell or high water, come a disastrous mess
We must live with our choice and fight another day
For the betterment of community, of our great nation
Is this a Shakespearean comedy or an American tragedy?
Created: November 8, 2016
Elizabeth, originally from Miami, Fl, grew up in the small city of Asheville, North Carolina. She has studied history and environmental studies and is currently studying to become a contracts specialist or paralegal. She now lives outside of Boston, MA. Her main hobbies include reading and writing.