The Tweet’s Secret Melody

Title: The Tweet’s Secret Melody

In the realm of tweets, a secret tale unfolds,
A story of deception that truth withholds,
Trump’s words of calm, urging peace and tranquility,
Yet hidden behind, a masked instability.

Amidst the chaos, the Capitol’s darkened eve,
A sinister symphony, the country does grieve,
For Trump didn’t pen the tweet, it appears,
A ghostwriter’s hand whispered deceptive cheers.

A plea for peace or a cunning disguise,
Trump’s true intentions veiled in clever guise,
The words on the screen, a puppeteer’s charade,
Masks the truth, as violence begins to cascade.

With protests brewing, emotions collide,
A nation divided, truth cast aside,
The echoes of unrest reverberate wide,
As rhetoric ignites, fueling the divisive tide.

The truth shall emerge, in time it always does,
Hollow words unmasked, like morning’s first rays,
For lies cannot hide behind a thin veneer,
The truth shall prevail, exposing the insincere.

Let us remember, when chaos abounds,
To seek the truth, wherever it is found,
For in the facade of tweets that deceive,
Lies the urgent call for us to believe.