Classical Trumpism: Judas makes a strong and powerful betrayal.

Neo-Classical-Trumpism: Adolph is a good friend of mine. He makes a strong
                           and powerful argument regarding purity.

Contemporary Trumpism: I love and trust my little buddy, Kim.

Modern Trumpism: Vlad, whom I trust with my marriage, makes a
                                   reel strong and powerful argument.

Trumpism:  Sad, Sad, Sad. Witch hunt. There was no collusion.

Neo-Trumpism: Crooked Malia and Sasha are to blame for the
                            collusion with Canada, Mexico and South America.

In Trump the idiot sees himself
a winner, strong and smart
making the intelligent cry
and destroying difficulties
with just a word—or a lie—or his fists
now no longer rejects or losers
affirming his beliefs of himself—
the blessed poor for his saviour is come

genocides and near genocide
against indigenous First Nations
(the rest hard pressed to reservations)

centuries of race-based chattel slavery
against African populations
(then Jim Crow and segregation)

triumphalist imperialist expansion
justified as Manifest Destination
(the Empire of Liberty as obligation)

Unjust expansionist wars
against Mexico, Vietnam, Iraqification
(the injustice given theologization)

Some call this USA! USA! USA!
I call it abomination
(and now Trumpism is its culmination)

Albert Camus against the Absurd
  We can too with wisdom words
     A rebel who lives unassured

             Join the Resistance!
             Trumpism interred

a shout out for democracy over dictatorship

Trump wants to serve all folk, not just felons,
***-offenders, serial liars,
and duped jailed rioters, the oil barons,

The gun-advocates, scammers, those who con
like big sick pharma, and favour byers,
Trump wants to serve all folk, not just fellons.

And those who wish public schools, the DOJ gone,
and the rich demanding to be richer,
and duped, jailed, rioters, the oil barons,

Not just big businesses filling prisons  
gifts from " jail-the-homeless-scotus-lifers"
Trump wants to serve all folk, not just felons,

And not just those who'd see the weak trodden on
not just faux religious bible pounders,
and duped jailed rioters, the oil barons,

Not just the beasts who'd keep down the women
Or apologists for killer dictators,
Trump wants to serve all folk not just felons
And duped jailed rioters, the oil barons...

Being challenged when challenged to keep your cool

Your Poem
is very physical (oral) and really wants to be read aloud, as a performance poem.
the final stranza is very illusive and abstract:
in the port of storm we call commercial radiating plugged in seperation,
fine darling pillars the growth of here after old man sit by the log cabin
at night he would take a *** outside his window taking heed to nature's dream
the owl would suddenly draw empty nothing but framed silence in togetherness
our cameras freshly made eating potato dumplings...
I aim human fresh under my wings,
look to the sun to help you get by...
each one of these lines is very interesting in a surrealist way, but are not connected and sounds like a peyote dream.
But there is a concrete theme in the poem to that point, connecting with the daily chatter of Trumpism in a thoughtful and powerful way. I would seek to make more accessible that connection, in the last stanza. The reader can't get into your head, you have to craft it.
IN MY OPINION, ALL THE IMPORTANT MEN HAVE RECEIVED A TRANSCENDENT MISSION. THEY HAVE ACTED AND CREATED INSPIRED BY DIVINE SPIRIT. THEIR MERIT HAS BEEN TO FOLLOW THE DIVINE INSPIRATION AND PERFORM THE PROGRAMMED OBJECTIVE.

hail the dust cement the crown you do want me to be around
slence the mere notion of a thread of glue what are we willing to do;
shine through the pillows the brass of an English pill what are we to do
each day is a pleasant place in which to stay feel amused by the river Nile
still to know all the great while sudden pulses in the rear view mirror
pay close attention to your near neighbor in light of the day encounter to play
bring back the pulse as if to learn to understand love the smoke
very clear...
willingness to share love the pulse set out on its swing peeps do swing...