God won’t stop this.
Brought upon us by our own evil
Overtures in a civil crucible,
Violence is victory’s vitriol.
Intelligence has become inbred.
Neoauthoritarian necropolis
Overlords were what we desired.
Poet’s Note:
This acrostic was written a week before its publication. Much can change in that time, but a shift in leadership does not equal absolution. This poem asks whether scapegoating a chosen instrument absolves Americans of the collective sin of xenophobia and discrimination.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, February 3, 2026.
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Comments1
'A strong leader' almost a mantra in even some unlikely quarters.
Cracked that one short and sharp, Tristan.
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