A Single Day of Peace
While the world awaits a single day of peace
The tyrant delivers only turmoil and scorn,
Seeking wealth and pleasure’s release
While causing our better angels to mourn
Self-serving and arrogant, bathing in lies
While the world awaits a single day of peace,
He rants about what a vote for him buys
We know he is a rabid wolf wearing fleece.
Wondering why his blathering doesn’t cease
His lack of concern for anything but his pelf,
[While the world awaits a single day of peace]
Should be enough alone to put him on a shelf,
Still, in delusion, he clamors for more attention
Reveling in the news cycles, never a surcease,
When many of us think he belongs in detention,
While the world awaits a single day of peace.
Written November 11, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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