The Deceitful Leader

What color is your special hell

That has been wrongly wrought

Upon this cursed earth?

What is this face of evil

That you have now revealed

To those who trusted you?

What color is your dark heart

That yearns to grip tightly

The souls of all humanity?

Between your yellow teeth

Seething now with steam

Your deceit pours forth

Many see through your vile lies

Though many have bought them outright

Wagering their souls for your lies

The day of reckoning is coming

For you the prince of hate

Though many more will first suffer

After you cull the herd of the weak and poor

Condemned to die the death of attrition

Because they have no voice of their own

All we can do is weep

For the humanity lost

Squeezed to death by your greedy grasp

Your treasonous hate machine grinds onward

Tearing apart the souls and lives

Of those you swore to protect

Perhaps your day of reckoning will arrive

But probably not soon enough

Before many more have died.

All I can say is in resignation

That you have succeeded in only this

Making America Hate Again

(c) BAM