Their kids grow up
To do horrible things
Because that’s what
They saw the most important
People in their lives do,
There was never going to be
Another outcome,
Neuroses easily transmitted
Through a strict diet
Of authoritarianism
Passed off as love.
A wave of discontent
Razes all traces of
Normalcy and leaves a
Gaping void that some
Charlatan eagerly steps
Into, promising to
Return everything to
Some mythic stasis,
Where everything was okay
And everyone knew
His place, a land of
Promise for a few.
They look up to him
As some kind of sage and
He’s more than happy
To use their adulation
As an excuse to
Behave reprehensibly,
Swollen with self-importance,
Believing his own hype,
A rubbish-filled fraud
Strutting around on a stage
Looking for his next victim.
Nothing can
Stop their agenda,
Broken people
Trying to feel
More secure in
A world made
Dangerous by them.
Self-fulfilling prophecy.
Duplicity,
Incompetence,
Cowardice.
After a brief
Interaction online,
She presumes
He likes her
And sends a message
To that effect,
Something she does regularly,
Convinced she is
The object of
Everyone’s desire,
Aphrodite incarnate,
Gift to all who seek beauty,
A bloated sense of self
Masking her frailty.
He either doesn’t
Realize what he’s
Doing, or doesn’t care,
Either option
Producing discomfort
For someone else.
Palpable anger in her countenance,
She addresses the camera
With an intensity reaped from
Incessant childhood horror.
Wrapped in a tailored suit,
She hawks the latest rip-off
With no remorse,
A polished peddler of misinformation,
Negligently representing the
Banal and dangerous,
Selling herself for a dollar and
A misguided sense of power.
Standing in front of an audience
Offering dubious expertise
Projected upon him by
Equally clueless followers,
The mere fact that he stumbled into
Being in the right place at
The right time and made
Mountains of money
Leads people, including himself,
To believe he has some special ability
That others don’t, beyond sheer luck.
He talks at length about
Nothing that matters.
He works hard at
Inciting a riot,
Inflaming the mob
Until the only option
Is taking out their
Abundant, misplaced hate
On that abstract other,
The person they fear most,
The reflection of their
Own insecurities and
Total lack of insight.
