There was a man who would be King
In a Country that had no Royalty
But rules and law meant not a thing
When he only valued loyalty.
He was a man who was quite wealthy
Inherited riches from his Father
Who built and stole quite stealthily
By cheating it away from others.
This man had been a cruel, spoiled boy
And was sent to an academy of military
To learn to behave, but became a playboy
And his nature regaled in savagery.
He had three wives but traded two out
By paying them handsomely to leave
When he found a more stunning knockout
And someone new to deceive.
So he sold his favor his word and honor
To the highest bidder who could afford his price
And became a powerful but legalized monster
Who destroyed the country and encouraged vice.
He hated all foreigners, mostly blacks and browns
And he sent them away while he built a big wall
He was appallingly crass with a circle of clowns
Who he fired as often as wives, with a quick phone call.
He lied consistently about things high and low
Made outlandish claims which were easily checked
But called others liars while the truth seemed to show
He was deranged, misguided, a human train wreck.
But there were some who enjoyed his shows of force
His comical, racist antics and his never-ending bluster
Angry people, who feared history’s course
Their world would change and their future lacked luster.
But the wise were shocked and finally took action
This cracker from hell was an affront to their nation
And though there were attempts to keep them in factions
They arose together to end the stagnation.
And the man who would be a King
Was not to be anything, evermore.
A poem by Gregg Sterett 6/4/2018