Poems for Trump #52 Simple Kindness

Simple kindness ...

"I think if this country gets any kinder or gentler, 

it’s literally going to cease to exist."

Trump chatting it up with

Playboy gave us that sweet

gem of philosophical & 

political wisdom,

Oh kindness ..

that communist conspiracy

cooked up by that bearded longhair

Leon Trotsky & close to a bacillus

that threatens the goodness

of the nation & thus simply 

treating each other nicely

becomes the equivalent

of Red Guard fanaticism,

as if niceness was a Leninist 

conspiracy & looking out for 

strangers was an underhand 

ruse & the first station on the 

way to the Siberian Gulag

& children informing on 

their mama & papa,

as if gentleness was a sin

close to murder & a defect

solved by drastic measures

somewhat akin to re-education
camps in the steamy jungle
morning,

as if looking out for one

another came with a 

guaranteed negative 

for the giver & thus 

wasn't at all a good

deal & heck isn't a

thing I'd sign off

on thats for damn

sure,

as if brotherly love & simple

common solidarity in the 

face of life's trials & harsh

tribulations was anathema

to the 'real' man who sure

as heck won't give an inch

if he thinks the other dudes

gettin' one over on him,

as if compassion was an

elitist liberal virtue & caring

for one another was mirrored

by the Manson Family & sure

by golly gee we're not taking

that road you must be kidding

seriously now,

as if love was not a Christian virtue

& as if trust revealed you as a 

taken rube & as if letting your

guard down & giving a fuck

meant Satan had taken hold

in your heart & you were now

a direct threat to all we hold

near & dear & sacred.

Just be nice ... 

Its not so much to ask.