In The Wake Of Defeat Poem by Chen-ou Liu

In The Wake Of Defeat



A Tanka Set

alone
before the long wall
of U.S. flags...
bubbles of spit frothing
from the President's mouth

piercing cries
of "count every vote"
and "stop the steal..."
MAGA fans white with rage
against the dying of the light

FYI: I made a request for a" judicial recount" of participants in this so-called "Million" MAGA March.

Sunday, November 15, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: election,flags,march,political,political humor
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