It is not Trumpism that marks
a Conservative, the way I see it
Rather, Trump actually did some things
that we wanted
As the Deep State opens it's
assassination kits
and character assassination pulpits
While those with the integrity
to do what is right, will be so hunted
Making America great again is not a radical idea
I suppose for its fallers, it is a bridge too far
A call to arms and propaganda
So what will happen next, Civil War?
Did Mad Max also live in his car?
Categories:
fallers, art,
Form: Sonnet
He wasn't sly, he was just as he seemed,
unreliable and falling free.
Covered in rough sand paper was he.
This I knew, but chose to believe
that everyone has someone in this world
and dangerous boys can be changed by little girls.
That free fallers must hit the ground
and when it happened, I'd be around.
To stand underneath him and open my net
and catch him in time, perfect.
He trembles in his sleep,
wakes up with bad dreams
curses at the sky
as he tries not to cry.
I go on with my quiet life
and think of him from time to time.
She doesn't know his heart can melt
and all through the night he needs to be held.
Whispered softly to like a child.
Eventually, I'd have tamed his wild.
What goes up must come down.
Listen as free fallers hit the ground.
Categories:
fallers, love
Form: Ballade