Impotus

Impotus

He’s up there on the platform acting crass and disagreeable.
That he will bring the whole world down around him is foreseeable.
Every single day I hope and pray for his quiescence,
but, alas, refraining from brash speech is not his essence.
He opens mouth and words fall out—disjointed, vague and dense.
He’d make a great orator if only he made sense.
Good that his mother cannot see the travesty she bore—
narcissistic, senseless, and rotten to the core.
His attempts at humor only render him more silly.
His stench sickening and cloying—like an Easter lily.
He’s like a wild animal: vicious, cunning, feral.
What more can he do to put our whole wide world in peril?
No good can be said of him. He’s rotten through and through.
Daily, the world waits for him to drop the other shoe.

Prompt words today are disagreeable, platform, mother, quiescent and Easter lily. And action!

21 thoughts on “Impotus

  1. V.J. Knutson

    So many of us can see it, and yet, people like my brother think he has done more for the country than any other president, and have an excuse for all his foul actions. I am at a loss for explanation of the Pro-Trump attitude at this point and pray it won’t carry him to re-election.

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  2. SAM VOELKER

    Oh I wish I had said that~! Well maybe, in a way I have~!
    Thanks good poem and well said~!, now I am going to put it on my Facebook where most of such statements are made by me.

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