Folly of the Miscreants
What is all this wild, crazy talk of Civil War
From enraged right-wing extremist groups?
Is rabble-rousing all they are living for,
A mad cadre of gun-toting nincompoops?
Who revere a narcissistic con man as a god
Cloaking themselves in conspiracist theory,
Clearly not discerning truth from a fraud.
Far-sighted Americans are growing weary
Of those who would tear down our nation
For the sake of a misguided egotistical man,
An ignorant fool risen far above his station
A desire to be a dictator, a diabolical plan,
Time will prove the folly of these miscreants
Our nation is stronger than they suspect.
We patriotic Americans give no credence
Flag, Anthem, and Constitution we respect.
Written August 14, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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