You can tell me
It’s okay
You can tell me
how I don’t get it
You can tell me
how anyone can see
that Trump is going to help
and not undermine
what is sacred
You can tell me
how clear it is
to people with soul
to people who aren’t so lost
caught up in themselves
and other liberal follies
You can tell me
who I am
why I am wrong forever
why God loves this criminal
why God has chosen these crimes
to right all the wrongs
that have been wrought
against
well not you
cause you’re doing well
but against
well
all these people you’re saving
from
from what?
from me?
and what am I?
And to be this I must exist?
But I can’t do that — that’s a step too far for what I have in the tank