The Sand of Mar-a-Lago

In the Sands of Mar-a-Lago
Near the golf course fair and green
Rest the ruins of our nation
By Lord Shelley long foreseen.
For he wrote of King with ego
Proud and mighty, commanding sneer.
In power search betrays our credo
How could we let it happen here?


© 2017 Sandra Melville


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