Trumpet Call

Can you hear that Trumpet call, Mr Trump, you're about to fall, The whole world will shout hooray, When you face your judgement day. No more lies and foolishness, When at last you must confess, To the crime and humiliation, That you have committed without hesitation, Or thought of others, To your so-called sisters and brothers. Your head should hang in shame, Using your power to pass on the blame, To simple people who do not understand, Politics and the rules of the land. A country that you had the privilege to rule, How could a President be so greedy and cruel? Mr Trump, you've had your day, You've led too many people astray, 45th President of the United States, How do you think you will rate, When your presidency goes down in history, Half of which will remain a mystery. Too many hidden secrets and lies, Historians will find it impossible to devise. Mr Trump, most won't care a hoot, When they march you off in an orange suit!