The Unknown

 Tragedy has struck the people
it looks as though Hell has a sequel
As satan chimes in, he has no equal
The reigning of evil so lethal

Bells are tolling in surround sound
Nothing has been gained yet everything found
Both parties continue to go around
Eventually, someone will go down

Like Highlander, there can only be one
Clouds are darker and thick
As he screams four more years and I'm sick
we want the nightmare over and done

This is the reality of hell
America is not free it's just a shell
This is one of few I can't condone
Seeing as our future is the unknown

©2020-2021 By Mary Robbins

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