Apathetic Cronyism Of Dystopia

P Paul Amrod Paul Amrod
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Our man of arms has released another belligerent crony as the DOJ grinned displaying his wickedness and iniquity. Grimacing incessantly engulfed in a hypocritical sanctimony brassy and bold ignoring righteousness and basic human dignity. Peering callousedly hardened wearing no antiseptic mask Boasting as usual claiming the ordeal will suddenly disappear Relieving his doctors from their undertakings and tedious task Conveying irresponsibility while menacing allto domineer each neighborly attitude amidst his obediently helpless staff. Waiting for a shower of compliments yet the trusty umbrella is unlatched as they bounce off obliquely from his photograph. Despicably submerged in his horrible sense of image and self-worth stumbling over words and phrases for his autobiographical novella. His horoscopic tendencies have plagued him since his very birth Heaven forbid the dismal consequences which all fall on his behalf. Ridiculing his brotherly counterparts who miraculously do appear to possess a different opinion regarding his foolhardy referenda. Disemboweling all his predecessors like a reckless racketeer Constantly frowning with perversity, being bland is his only mirth Pillaging logical rationale with an outlook of sheer stupidity Heartless without sorrow always staring grimly and so austere consumed with banal fetishizing while he's losing his cognizance. Tweeting while encompassed by his blindness and torpidity scribbling rubbish raging unscrupulously full of malarkey pathologically overridden coveting his need for dominance. Mutilating the checks and balances marking an new oligarchy where he as our Prez controls his fate of ultimate irrelevance. Nonetheless his protofaschistic apprehensions do not adhere to our founders as they find us forlorn like a captured abductee. Throwing children in cages is a derangement of utter insolence while his karma carries its extra baggage setting up his monarchy. King George the Third with Henry the Eighth simply ironically laugh how the Yankees have bumped the heads on his aggrieving arrogance. The grim reaper has his sickle harvesting the Wall Street financier blundering over his speculations for an attractive form of epitaph. This nightmarish reality has throngs of believers ready to succumb to the starlit staircase as even the bravest soldiers die in timidity. Enacting no justice with his horrific stuttering style so cumbersome resigning to cowardice as he reiterates his shame with negligence invoking a dystopia of directionlessness with a depraved malignity. While each persona withdraws his aura carrying a candelabrum the Paradise is waiting as each is chosen and anointed in reverence. Remorsefully the remainder are subjects to an imbecilic mooncalf who whistles Dixie to the rednecks and discusses his ludicrous nonsense. The impervious apathetic cronyism sickens with a shameful indifference while are stars and stripes are waving with no orders to fly half-staff. The schism has been mastered for his own political ends as we become lost sheep completely brow-beaten seeking for compassion and civility. We needn't despise each other as we share our thoughts and wisdom and assist the destitute as they struggle through their moments of futility. The blessings will be abundant while we receive our sacred deliverance guiding the world ‘s citizens to euphoria healed from the glum and drearisome.

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