A poem for Anons, from an anon.

Hypocrisy, in its simplest form.

As you stand on a mountain of aborted babies, as casualties,

You preach that it is inhumane to deport or separate families.

As you pretend to care about a partial government shutdown,

When you were asked to vote to pay them, you let them down.

When you resist our president at every chance you can take,

It’s not about the people, only gratification at news that is fake.

As peace is the will of the people and what we all need,

You scheme, connive, collude, and refuse to concede.

Irrational behavior as if your thoughts are the only that exist.

Hell bent on revenge, delusional ideology where contradictions persist.

You never thought she would lose,

She did, deal with it and choose.

The path of participation in decisions that will be grand.

Stop refusing to Make America Great Again.

-Anon