Стишата мистеру Трампу Little Poems for Mr. Trump

             Стишата мистеру Трампу.
           Little Verses for Mr. Trump
         Mister Trump, you are going nuts.
         In your delirium you think you are a god.
         We hardly check the fury in the hearts –
         All those sane are sure you are NOT.

         You are an envious and greedy old man
         Who has the insolence to hotly demand awards.
         You’ll probably deserve them only then
         When you firmly swear you will stop
         Your grasping thoughts and hordes.

         And answer logically why
         Forever boasting you are the richest, mightiest brutes,
         You keep insisting
         Everyone is always threatening YOU?
         Why are you shaking in your boots?

         If you still have a grain of common sense,
         Come to. Become again a reasonable one.
         Not just a crank who stupidly believes
         That he is a Napoleon or a savage Genghis Khan.

         You claim to be a peacemaker. Do explain
         Why then you order, execute, invade,
         Betray, appropriate, rob, presidents abduct!
         Through shameless, murderous raids.
 
         Aren’t you afraid that seeing you obey your own law,
         The Lord Almighty will endure it no more?
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