Dear Trump

DEAR TRUMP, Not everyone will be content with the wind of change But be not the kind to exude and stir up rage That you gather thousands in their arm of flesh That if your line isn't towed, then the country you will thresh Only to be cornered by the humblest of wit That you wake up one morning and can't tweet Let it go, you contended fairly And by the whisker, you missed the office that nearly It happens in a game of chances And far lesser with other lofty ones will you exchange glances As elusive to you as has become of being head of state Cheer up! You'll always have you knack for real estate Let it be. It's now Biden and Harris Reinstating your social media handles is your current crisis You were the darling of the church you defended But search your heart and see if in God you have depended For many men are carried away by the work they feel they've done And with entitlement seek gratitude and find none Take a holiday somewhere far from the country What will it cost you? You have the money! Come back after the chatter is down and twitter is back on There is much more than there is now beyond the horizon Above all, guard your heart with all diligence For from it flows all things of your existence K. Muitherero.