January 6th 2021

sirlocowicked AKA Bubba

Today started by counting of votes

They were in brown boxes that looked like totes 

As soon as Pence and McConnell started to speak

It was him ( trump) that his knees got weak 

 

Minutes later his protesters stormed the capitol 

What was on their minds definitely wasn't rational 

They would proceed and begin to breach 

As the Walls the protesters would reach 

Someone got shot and May have died 

As I watched it all unfold I definitely cried 

All because of ONE mans denial 

It's ( his) ass (trump) that should be on trial.

 

 

 

  • Author: Bubblicious (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 3rd, 2022 11:55
  • Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this as the storming and defacing of our capital unfolded on national TV
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • evenwheniLie

    Amen!

  • L. B. Mek

    yes, a horrid foreshadowing
    of democracy and civility's
    inevitable, demise..
    'be it for goodness or decimation
    it just takes, one
    yet, we never learn..'
    (sorry for my lengthy comment
    thanks for sharing, dear poet
    an important message)

    • sirlocowicked AKA Bubba

      I'm just reading my comments I got lost in this crazy world 🌎 I'm really enjoying every comment you've made on my poems you sound that of a very wise person thanks 🙏 again



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