American Travesty

        A buffoon,

Cruel and desperate,

Cheered by his foolish crowd,

Laughing at trauma,

Turning pain into sport.

Wrapped in scandal,

Driven by greed,

A con man in the office

We once believed.

Never has a presidency

Fallen so low,

So drenched in contempt

That even scorn rings hollow.

Watch as our republic dies

In the vacant eyes

Of a fool drunk on false majesty,

Unable to summon humanity

But there he sits,

Behind the seal,

Mocking us all  

While fools applaud.

And so unfolds our somber American travesty.