Chasm

Aggrieved you stand in your hollow shock

And ask of me why I went that wicked way

You cry this is betrayal’s final straw

How could I have sold you to this piper of hate?

You demand of me so many things

Elevation to better bargains surely?

Accuse me of not knowing better

Never once asking what my tradeoffs may be

Your rarefied logic, your easy answers

Talk of gains, opportunities I haven't had
Blithely loud in loaded language of justice

But absent at my people's pillage n' death

Somewhere in the future beyond hubris & hype

Silence your echo chambers that mock my type

And come see me, acknowledge that I do exist

When your gaseous claims of horror vaporize

And then we can talk and perhaps you will listen

When I tell you why I reclaimed my seat

To make you consider my life’s travails

This wasn’t about you, is that so hard to believe?

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Reena 

11/13/16

Speaking for those that are being belittled and accused unfairly of all sorts of things at DT"s unexpected victory...

I almost named this poem "Self Absorption, Donald Trump and other horrors..."