2 AM Visions
When I had my last visit from that time-traveler bloke,
“Next year was better,” he said when he woke
that first day of his visit, which was no surprise,
because any smart soul would have to surmise
that it wouldn’t get worse, at least we could hope
that someone would put reins on on our resident dope
who, even though “Trump” is his actual name,
is more often a pawn in some billionaire’s game.
So as all of our world blows to bits and unravels,
I’m putting my faith in my guy who time-travels
to season my nightmares poisoned by the dope
(that my country’s elected) in favor of hope
that something will happen to set the world right
so I can sleep longer than two hours a night!!!!
For Sadje’s WDYS

Thanks Judy for joining in with this great poem. We hope against hope and pray that someone with sane thinking can replace this bozo
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