Saturday, January 28, 2017

Trumpism


It boils,
the blood
of ancestor's,

bubbles up,
from Orange fire
under the melting

cauldron overflows.
Guilt stirred with anger,
hope has evaporated.

The inhumane stench
today,
overwhelms.


SHB 2017
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