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Minds far better than mine
Have summarized last year.
As for wizards who foretell,
Count me out. I’d say all I
See is gloom and hardship
For everyone—dangerous
Days of the world looking
On us as we look we on Kim
Jong Un. When the eight
Hundred pound gorilla
Comes unglued everyone
Best run for cover. Nobody
Can forget, however laughable
His ravings may be, that there
Were enough idiots in these
States to toss this doofus the
Hot potato. Conspiracies aside—
Which will be a fertile ground
For surviving historians from
Other countries, eras, or
Planets—do you think that with
Seven thousand nuclear
Warheads at his command,
The damage will be limited
To our china shop alone?
Depending on how seriously
You deem the situation to be,
One has to consider what
Defensive actions to take
On January 20 when this
Ridiculous fait will have
Become accompli. Trust in
Checks and balances in the
Age of the Imperial Executive,
When congress has long ago
Forsaken its sole constitutional
Power to declare war? When a
Great portion of the president’s
Advisors have come straight
From military careers having
Been selected for their
Combative inclinations?
Didn’t you quake to hear his
Supporters naively pooh-pooh
His declarations? “Oh, sure, he
Said that, but he doesn’t really
Mean that,” they smugly claimed
Once the fact of his Electoral
College victory became clear.
They had been so cavalier
About his excesses. Maybe they
Thought he hadn’t any real
Chance of winning, so what was
The harm in letting their inner
Beasties play on the national
Stage awhile? Or will caving
Congressional powers, Ryan
And McConnell, suddenly
Behold their spines when at last
They pry their heads from their
Accommodating posteriors to
Pen their implacable toddler?
c. J.S.Manista, 2017
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