Trump the Barbarian

Know, O voter, that between the years when the oceans drank New Orleans
and the gleaming suburbs, and the years of the rise of the Sons of Bush,
there was an Age undreamed of, when shining electorates lay spread across
the world like blue mantles beneath the stars.

Hither came Trump the New Yorker, golden-haired, kindly-eyed, pledge to support the eventual nominee in hand, an outsider, a reaver, a slayer of sacred cows, with gigantic trolling and gigantic mirth, to tread the jeweled thrones of the Establishment under his sandalled feet.

Greatest of the kingdoms was America, reigning supreme in the dreaming west, and one day it would be his…

https://youtu.be/vNYVn0OUJ4E

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s