Saturday, July 30, 2016


The Portrait of Donald Trump

Looked younger every day,
Treated all the other portraits,
Landscapes and still lives too,
As if they had worth,
Deserved respect and wall space,
Imbued their canvasses with light,
Love, and dignity,
Scowled at its original when he walked past,
As much as a portrait can, anyway .

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