An Ode to President Donald Trump

Many Did Not Understand

They lived in a land
With no borders

And at times
Things got out of order

He tried to build their walls

As each country has

Borders towering tall

But they hooted at him

With angry calls

Ignorant they were

Close to a fall

They did not like him

Because their spiritual 

Insight was dim

He understood history

So he tried to keep out
The raging kind of refugee

Because he knew
Where it would lead

Someday, citizens may bleed

As each day is getting

More dark and sinister 

So immigration laws

Are being made tighter

Many called him a man
Without a heart

Some did not think
He was too smart

They rebelled
Hoping he would depart

But he loved his people

And wanted their best

He fought on, labored

And hardly did rest

He made deals
To create new jobs

For the masses
And the angry mobs

Working to make them wealthy

With fresh schemes
To keep them healthy

Main media fabricated

Misrepresented him

They just did not want him to win

They created panic in the land

So things would get out of hand

They painted him

As a mythic monster

To incite violent mobsters

They did not understand 

His big heart of gold

Encased in a rough diamond 

And a spirit bold

Many did not know 

He is God's

Very own chosen man

Who would help the country stand

Protect them from the enemies

Of foreign lands

May they wake up

To know this truth soon

Before the country lies in ruins

Wake up! Wake Up!

Then you will rise again

On eagles wings

Your land in unity will sing

When God heals 

Your wounds and pain

Pouring love and revival

From cities, mountains

Valleys, rivers to plains!

© Rita Farhat Kurian