#SOL16 Day 13
Once there was a man.
He wanted to make his country great again.
He built walls to create borders.
He made them pay for it.
He wanted to rid us of others.
He rounded them up and marched them
off the earth.
He “told it like it was”
over and over and over.
He vilified the press and any who questioned him.
He tapped into the rage of a people.
He ignited the fires of hostility.
He whipped the crowds into a frenzy,
crowds of people desperate for a strong leader.
He was very popular.
Until he wasn’t.
I’ve revised this poem many times as each act of hatred, each call to aggression, each digression of humanity seemed to dip beneath what I thought was a new low. I do not wish to become despondent and depressed. I want to TRUMP hatred with love, prejudice with acceptance, anger with understanding, and lies with truth. I want us to examine, “What ARE our values?” I want us to LIVE them, not just in our politics, but in our daily lives.
Now is the time for good men (and women) to do something.
Peace out.
litcoachlady 
Sigh. I am terrified of this man…and of the direction his rallies are taking.
Powerful poem. This whole idea of this man is beyond terrifying. We are watching closely with downcast eyes from Canada.
Wow! I read this poem three times! Shouldn’t it be a poster or something? This political race for the nomination is like nothing I have ever seen before or want to see again. At first, I chuckled. Then my horror grew as I watched this man gather more and more support. I am holding on to your final words…Until he wasn’t.
Seeing the crazy ideas in your poem with a wonderful ending gives me hope.
YOU are a beautiful and truthful speaker and writer. I applaud your courage and resolve and the strength of your appeal. May we find sanity and courtesy and relevance in the PRESENT – and leave the pains and aggressions of the past TRULY behind.