Donald Trump
No man is perfect; but, there
are times when a man can be
perfectly honest
about his many imperfections –
No man can be totally loving...
though on occasion can open
his heart entirely to
countless others – strive
to promote their righteous
aspirations and wondrous dreams –
And contrary to reason, as history
has shown us, an entire nation,
a conglomerate of individuals,
can march in unison
against the very pillars of hell
while knowing the fires that await
them (the ugliness of wars) –
As one man, not perfect, perhaps not
all loving, can listen to his God, and
and place upon his own head a crown
of thorns to selflessly lead the world
in the name of Freedom….
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