The First U.S. Emperor

I read with the horror of an exploding star

the unveiling of the First U.S. Emperor.

Into my bowl of potato soup, I hurl.

 

First Emperor is that three peg-leg potentate

tap dancing all over America’s three branches

of government. I hurl again.

 

With full-throated consent of the governed,

the kneeling and bowing has begun. When will

the new flag rise? When will armbands adorn?

 

When will First Emperor declare war foreign and

domestic. I hurl again. Enjoined with book banning

the U.S. Constitution?

 

Will the military part with its oath to our Founding

principles for unfettered loyalty to First Emperor?

 

I wipe my mouth. Wash my hands and face.

Steel myself with the spirit of Patrick Henry,

 

Give me liberty, or give me death!

 

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