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.
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Author:
Bubblicious (Pseudonym) (
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
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Comments2
Amen!
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)
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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