By Warren J. Blumenfeld
He may attempt words of harmony,
But he shouts into the self-imposed abyss
Only a loud and horrid dissonance of division.
His breath acts like the strong north wind
Ushering down a polar vortex
Grabbing, choking our vast diverse land.
But as ice sheets beneath our shovels break
And as we then transport them away
So too will the decayed remnants of this regime
Splinter and melt finally, completely
Under warm affirming beating hearts
And ever-increasing cleansing souls
Of the Resistance.
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