I'm no Trump separating light from fire
or truth from denial
he is his own fashioner of creation
out to make America great, or himself
can't suffer impeachment
righteousness of power is civil
he extends four years to decades
my four decades shrink the world
a non-entity lost in anybody
searching the hidden, the evasive
reprogramming the brain
for success and happiness
I can't repair my soul
so much is dumped in the dying river
--R. K. Singh
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