Lies

Oh, the arrogance of one who would calm himself a great man.

the hatred and fear that runs through our veins will not be enough

to quiet our conscience screaming out

"This is wrong."

Oh, the man who would rather build walls than bridges

who screams and yells in sentences made of snakes and snails

and his words pierce hearts like daggers

"This has to be wrong."

Oh, in holy parables he stitched together with desperate claws,

he took away peoples freedoms for fear

and we cheer him on

"As if this isn't wrong"

Oh, says a poet,

on the day this man sits upon a throne of greed in our capital,

so shall she take to the streets with words as her weapons, "I know this is wrong."

Oh, please,

please,let it be wrong.