Among the cars, trains, abandoned planes
and the cast off remains
of a place of love and renown.
No longer the same, for what remains,
is the memorable ruins of the Clown.
His lies, hateful rhetoric, which he's made,
have caused many citizens to be afraid
of losing their or a loved one's life,
for his complete failure to quickly act,
while spreading lies; not truthful fact.
How can you trust he who would divide,
the citizens so worried they now hide
the annals of a National History.
Wow! Great poem!
Loy. As always you are very kind to this aged writer. Thank you for your support