Mirror

Sat before a mirror

sadness etched into his face

removing the flying red wig

removing pallid white makeup

slashed red mouth

smashed red nose.

This was not the imagined glory

this was not the imagined joy

this was hard

people did not like

did not care

as they did

when he was only a nobody

on the political stage.

What goes around

it comes around again

and again

to roost

to burn

to  butcher

those who have so abused

trust

loyalty

faith

yet still

they seem so surprised.

Berobed

sitting in the darkened room

bathed in the blue t.v. light

his phone in hand

dejected for as he has learned…..

no one loves a fool.

Told he would be integral

to the running of the world

yet in truth

he is the clown

paraded before the world.

His voice meaningless

other than as absurd.

Sat before the mirror

tears painted on his face

mouth turned down

despite the outlined smile

this is what happens

when one who thinks he is great

is proven to be a crass farce

ready to destroy a nation.

Feb. 2/19

Photo by Tom Roberts on Unsplash