By Nancy Alexander
Truth to abuse of power
Truth to history… to reality
Truth to those who fabricate
…who distort, deny and recreate
Truth to those who call news ‘fake’
…the under-miners, the dumb-blind followers
Truth to the attention-seekers
…and headline screamers
Truth to those see through the haze
Who can wake up from that stupefied daze
Face up to the facts they aren’t hidden or lost
We suffer his madness at terrible cost
Your hero’s a shell made of ego and id
Gold-plated, no morals, no God to forbid
A hater, be-rater not a conscience in sight
Amoral and ruthless believe me I’m right
Diagnostic immersion … read on and you’ll see
He longs for his name across a Marquee
Self-centered, suspicious he goes for revenge
His wonders he’ll praise, bruised self he’ll avenge
It’s the way his mind works its truth as he sees it
So bow down and worship, kiss feet that’s the spirit
Tell him he’s great, he’s entitled, he’s perfect
Say he’s the best cheer and clap, he’s an addict
He must have those smiles, that applause or he’ll shrivel
A balloon without air, he’ll wrinkle and snivel
Your hero’s been flawed at least since age 8
Open your eyes it isn’t too late
The man he has power and money galore
Secrets abound with those we abhor
He’ll sell us down river to make a quick buck
Our country it’s laws and traditions he’ll F…
To him it’s TV; it’s a game or a toy
Just one thing at stake it’s his pride and his joy
He cares not a whit for our lakes or our streams
He cares not a whit for the immigrants’ dreams
It’s all about him with his Tweeting galore
He’ll say what he wants even end us in war
He’s short-sighted, impatient, self-serving and mean
He’s rude and insulting, uninformed and obscene
His lies and fake truths are just a smokescreen
Just get him more towers, accrue more gasoline
His children are privy, his footsteps they follow
For his secret trade deals in the gutter he’ll wallow
There’s no moral standard; there’s only the dollar
There’s no higher value he’s sure not a scholar
Before it’s too late, take a moment and think
We have a few choices pull back from the brink
There’s protest, impeachment and good old 25
No dissolution, destruction you’ll get out alive
Three options to choose and maybe a fourth
To save animals, people, plants and the earth
Stand up, take a look, see the truth that’s before you
He’s a fraud and a liar without a clear worldview
We can’t take the chance that he’ll come to his senses
He’s unstable, he’s worse than Mike Pence is
I know, he’s not good but the rules he can follow
Not like the fool with the shrieking vibrato
Its pressure we need to speak up and shout out
Get rid of that guy, he’s an immoral lout
A footnote in history just a comma a note
They made a mistake as they cast that bad vote
Correct it, say sorry I was wrong and you’re right
We’ll call it a day, fix the thing end the blight
He simply can’t stay, our country he’ll batter
Take stock face the facts this really does matter
Look beyond your back yard the whole world’s at stake
It’s up to us now to stop this Earthquake
Across this great land is a real Revolution
It’s time that we end presidential pollution