To a Former Friend
I am sorry I can no longer respect your hue
Since you have succumbed to Q-Anon
Parroting most stupid conspiracy theories
Since the Trump train you jumped on
And adopted a jaundiced view of our history
Believing The Donald's outrageous lies
Crediting to him outlandish deeds
And planting false social media seeds.
I wonder what is happening in your brain
Has it become hardened against the truth
Are you with insurrectionists who rioted
Since jumping on the crazy Trump train?
I wish there was no red line between us
For I remember those wonderful days
When we used to laugh over a few drinks
Alas, no more since you changed your views.
Perhaps, in coming days it will be different
And we can become friends once more
Our country, our culture, our society
Will be a better place, that's for sure,
In the meantime I'll remember you kindly
And wish for you the very best
But I cannot respect the road you've taken
That has gotten us into this god-awful mess.
written September 6, 2021
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021
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