In the land of the free, arose a man of power,
A leader they chose, in their darkest hour.
Trump, they called him, a man of great wealth,
But beneath the facade, his intentions were stealth.
A dictator in disguise, a fascist at heart,
He tore apart the country, tearing it apart.
His lies like poison, spreading through the land,
Creating a divide, with a tyrant’s hand.
A conspiracy of corruption, in every move he made,
A puppet of Russia, in a dangerous charade.
His narcissism shining, in every speech he gave,
A man so self-absorbed, leading us to the grave.
Lies upon lies, the web he spun,
Deceiving the people, one by one.
A wolf in sheep’s clothing, a leader untrue,
We must stand together, and bid him adieu.
For the truth will prevail, in the light of day,
And we will rise up, in a unified way.
No longer will we be ruled by fear,
For the people’s voice will always be near.