“ ‘The Donald’ Is Our ‘Kim’ ” [War Series]

The Donald, clown folks can’t believe,
Is not who’s ace is up the sleeve,
But somehow just a puppet is
“Not one of us”; “Nor us” – it’s biz.

They need a war – provocateur
He turned (or let loose) for I’m sure
The powers that be laugh every night,
When press and all are sleeping tight.

Kim Campbell had her sunny day;
Pulled back, they did – she blew away
The op – was used – quite cynical
’Twas always thus – tyrannical.

For in behind the doors of power,
The evil-one sleeps not one hour,
But schemes and plots – “Steal, kill, destroy” –
Our concepts he each day employs.

No one gets to that place of power
Without a team involved – his Tower
Is not his tower, there’s other hands
Controlling him – he under-stands.

Of course the Libs are true to form –
Push comes to shove, they’ll bend to norm –
The way to fix economy
Is missile strikes – this time will be –

Our turn to get it in the neck
We’re set on war – can we forget
The carnage that involves? Why yes –
Destruction’s how big boys are blessed.

If only they had used the time
To head this off – but they’re not blind –
The poor they send it to fight each year;
They and their kids won’t go – that’s clear.

Sun Tzu indeed saw this back when
It was the way Kings all would send
Their boys to war for private cause;
Then win or lose, some new day was –

At least beyond their stalled-out lives
Of raising kids, compliant wives;
When spring-times came, Kings went to war
Some cause trumped up worth dying for.

“Like what today?” I hear you ask;
More cash in-flowing – increase stash;
Of course, that’s not the public front –
“Disruption” – herring red is Trump.

Thanks Lord for this.

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