A Twisted Tale of Words

A Twisted Tale of Words

A twisted tale of words unfolds,
From Trump’s lips, a story, we’re told.
He speaks of civil war, so strange,
A moment that forever will range.
His rhetoric unconventional, surreal,
Leaving us wondering what is real.

In his Iowa speech, a bizarre chant,
Of negotiations for a war that can’t,
Be undone, erased from history’s page,
A conflict fought with fierce rage.
Could bloodshed and agony have ceased,
If only a compromise had been released?

The absurdity echoes through the crowd,
As murmurs of disbelief rise aloud.
A civil war, a nation torn asunder,
Could it be resolved through talk, not thunder?
The souls long lost, the lives forever changed,
Dismissed in a notion so deranged.

Yet, amidst the chaos, let us strive,
To find hope, to keep our dreams alive.
For peace is won not through empty words,
But empathy, respect, and actions heard.
In unity we find strength to heal,
And build a world where compassion’s real.

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