DONALD TRUMP

It's apropos he's loud and brash,
A cut off horn gives him his name.
He blows his own and tweets nonstop
For mass distraction is his game.

Bamboozle is his stock-in-trade.
Though he spent hours on the stump,
Divisions in America
Are what elected Donald Trump.

By his account he is the best,
He boasts, the greatest of them all.
His skill is in division though.
Too sad “divided we will fall.”

Despite how strong he thinks he is
He draws his strength from those divides.
Without them he would fade away.
He couldn’t live without the sides.

The sides sustaining politics
Are ways we try to fill the void.
If we’d accept we can’t do that,
All Donald Trumps we could avoid.

The void is what our ‘Mother’ found
When she first wondered “why am I?”
Thus gave birth to humanity.
Since there’s no answer we still try.

Like Trump we try to fill the void
With money and the stuff it buys.
Sex, politics, religion, drugs,
Preeminence are also tries.

As president though at the top
He finds void filling very tough.
With even Elon at his side
The ways he tries are not enough.

Like us if he continues with
The ways we try to fill the void,
Not only will America,
But all the world will be destroyed.

Instead we all could reach out to
Bounds of unique capacities,
To others and to Nature’s God,
Our natural activities,

And thus create with Nature’s way
Our individuality
That altogether add up to
A unified humanity.

OUR LIFE LINE (reasoned prose)
WALLS
DEMOCRACY: a debacle
TOGETHER
AGE of ASININITY