Like lightning from the sky it hit the mark
When least expected. Took the uncrowned king
Down a notch. The beast led a corps of dark
Forces plotting against the very thing
Those who most fear his agenda believe
To be truth and right. He had whispered in
The ear of the puppet, and bade him cleave
Vast division o’er the land that had been
Made ready for his brand of evil play.
He preached hatred and worshiped anarchy–
Sharp tools to trick an unsuspecting fey
Orange fool into something rash. We see
Now that hubris will always Trump it’s foe,
And sudden shocking change has brought him low.