Writing form; Haibun with senryu.
Smoked filled skies, fires burned throughout the night. Cities decimated by rioters. Two men enter, one wins. The other speaks banality, “Come on, man!”
He uttered words:
Deflecting on queue,
The wire worked.
Super Tuesday, a day of infamy. The U.S. presidency overturned via a coup d’état — a color revolution on America soil. Cities burned down by the DNC & RINO’s alike through Act Blue. American lives ruined with their little minions, Antifa and BLM. All the usurper Biden could speak, “Come on, man!” With Kamala Harris at his side, echoing his words of contempt.
Friends, treason occurred on January 6th, 2020. If not corrected, Americans will never have another election in their nation. Going forward, whoever the elite pick become the next dictator to rule.
So yes, all the senile old man can say is, “Come on, man!” For he knows the next ruler is set to reign in 2024.
A nation can survive its fools, and even the ambitious. But it cannot survive treason from within. An enemy at the gates is less formidable, for he is known and carries his banner openly. But the traitor moves amongst those within the gate freely, his sly whispers rustling through all the alleys, heard in the very halls of government itself.
— Marcus Tullius Cicero