Delivering what we said we wanted,
wrapped in dirt and mud
The politician slashed and burned,
and each time drawing blood

He tapped into our memory,
with fear and recompense
Reminding what the past was like,
with promises incensed

He sang old songs, romanced the strong,
the weak then cast away
The jungle’s laws put back in place
—our hopes and wishes played

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2020)