the monster under the bed
the path to take was as visible as
our reflection on a clean mirror
an old being
of rapid cognitive decline,
a mere television personality,
bought by foreign power,
installed into the People’s House
by the same intruder . . . twice
while this time, also swimming
in the illegally-earned money
of his president,
a non-American billionaire
clueless in the most basic knowledge
about the matters of the world
and willfully ignorant of other countries,
an unalphabet in the history
of the United States,
unfit to govern even a 3rd world country
void of morals, ethics, and shame,
emptied of any sense of responsibility,
and full of overflowing hypocrisy
his veins and few brain cells
tainted in and feeding from
racism
bigotry
misogyny
hatred for all non-whites
strutting his overblown ego
deviant and highly skilled in corruption
deception and gaslighting
having exhausted all available
and potential crooked ways
through and through
throughout his life
vengeful
evil
a 34 times convicted felon
for crimes, including treason and rape
a chronic liar of notorious fame
and . . .
it breathes
Faust? Or Mephisto?
the monster under the bed
© hülya n. yılmaz, 12.24.2024
The Monster Under the Bed, a poem
Filed under Reflections
hülyaswritings 
Thank you for this poem hulya. On point. A tragedy of epic proportions.
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Thank you for hearing me, my dearest Kathy. You have summed it up with your words. I take it a bit further and call the darkness we have entered a travesty.
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yes, I do love this. Very apropos for the time we now endure. Excellent capture. 🙏🏿💓👌🏿
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Thank you for your visit and comment. I still think that the poem could improve in terms of expressing that which I feel in actuality. Instead of waiting for that “aha” moment, I felt the strong urge to write out what had captured me.
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