Ahhhhhh...
'What on Earth is happening?
You scared me nearly to death.'
It's the preponderance.
The preponderance of it all.
'The preponderance?
The preponderance of what?
Change.
Real change.
Trump change.
The kind of change coming,
We all will receive to believe.
'You're right.
Obama will be gone,
To blame things on.
And no one will know,
From day to day...
Wherever Trump goes,
If it's the wind.
Or if it's Trump that blows.
Ahhhhhh! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem