Seven Weeks Later

A reflection in verse

You probably don’t remember now, but when the week began
we all were pretty panicked by the manner of a man
who, briefly left unsupervised — so, angry and alone — 
sent out a stream of unsupported bullshit from his phone
With any other leader and in any other time
we wouldn’t shift the focus from the coarseness of the crime
We couldn’t cease from warning of the danger to our land
We’d never stop demanding that this sick regime disband
But this guy throws out so much to discredit and abhor — 
And now another weekend looms: Get ready for some more