Now that the `Day’ is near upon us, I thought it appropriate to repost this poem that speaks to what the day, for the future will foster:
Promises of a leadership empowers a corrosive way;
Mouths being muted, blinded by fortunes enticement pay;
Desperate, feuding factions lost to impede this destructive play;
Rendering History’s sufferance gains, dissolve on inauguration day.
Forward, backward, the future path direction led to follow;
Growth toward prosperity sounding more vague and hollow
Yet, anguish and disparity by force left to swallow;
Awakening a new-old world of tomorrows in darkness to wallow.
Minds given to rise-up find futile exercise to opposition
Purchasing summary execution or worse, rendition;
The obvious goal is to obliterate hope of any remedial condition;
Leadership objective: permanent and universal submission.