Wednesday, October 9, 2019

The Second Don-ing (with apologies to the shade of W.B. Yeats, as well as to my fellow Americans)



              
               Twisting and turning to alternative facts
               The viewer cannot bear to read Twitter;
           The swamp remains un-drained;
               Mere commentary is loosed upon the world,
           The Putin tide is loosed, and everywhere
           Millennial innocence is drowned;
           The 'best' lack all connection, while the worst
           Are full of passionate insecurity.

               Surely some new leak is at hand;
           Surely the Second Don-ing is
 at hand.
               The Second Don-ing!  Hardly are those words out
               When a vast image from Art of the Deal
               Troubles my sight: somewhere in a sand trap
               A shape with growing gut and small hands,
               A gaze blank and moronic as can be,
               Is turning its slow thoughts, while all about it
               Reel law suits by indignant human beings.

               The screen goes blank; but now I know
               That umpteen news cycles
               Were vexed to nightmare by some Russian agents,
               And what orange beast, his hour come round at last,
               Slouches towards Babylon to resign?   

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  4. Perhaps a typo in line 3? Surely 'The swamp remains un-drained', not swap.

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  5. well said concerned citizen.
    Keep them coming.

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