My Poetic Reaction to the Impending Trump Indictments
A poem of imayo stanzas
If you’re an ephebophile, get in front of it Accuse political foes, of conspiracy Paint them as sick pedophiles, before you’re exposed Right’s wrong paint by numbers book, conspiracies rule
For an insurrectionist, propaganda time Prey on believers' prayers, who can’t stand the truth True patriots oppose him, worshippers ignore Plans to shred Constitution, establish a king
The only RHINO is Trump, stole Lincoln’s party Easy when politicians, forget oath they took Care more about their power, than their electors Citizens and immigrants, deserve much better
“An ephebophile is a person who is primarily attracted to mid-to-late or post-adolescents, or boys and girls who have gone through puberty and have advanced signs of adult sexual maturation.” — Source.
Long ago I surmised that Q-Anon might have been created by the likes of Bill Barr, whose father was a headmaster at a prominent NYC Prep School that employed Jeffrey Epstein, and thus Q-Anon may have been a conspiracy theory designed to deflect truth from actual atrocities.
The second stanza reacts to several news reports of plans that Trump’s inner circle has to bring many independent agencies under the umbrella of presidential power and also eliminate the protections that civil servants have from political influence. This is a gift link from me, i.e., not behind the NYT paywall. I say his inner circle’s plans because ex-president Chump lacks the acumen to be so Machiavellian.
who can’t stand the truth
Those words also reflect the movie A Few Good Men and my recent read of Alan Arkin’s Out of My Mind which talks about how some people cannot accept evidential truth that contradicts their belief systems.
The third stanza reflects my disdain for loyalty to political parties over the country.
Please see my previous reaction to the first actual Trump indictment, which preached emotional intelligence and included these two stanzas among its eleven:
Trump’s been indicted Expansive liminal space Will paradigm Shift Fear will darken all the doors I urge discernment prevail
Please practice the pause Stop, think, feel — please don’t react Nor be radical Opportunity abounds Create with power of Source
“The imayo is a 4-line Japanese poem that has 12 syllables in each line. If a 12-syllable line sounds unique for a Japanese poetic form, don’t fret. There is a planned caesura (or pause) between the first 7 syllables and the final 5. The 5/7 syllable splits are the familiar patterns found in other Japanese forms like haiku, tanka, and senryu.” — Source
In Rama I create, with soul energy surging through my body, inspiring me and breathing wind into my sails,