Terrible Tales

Title: Terrible Tales

In the depths of a fox’s den, a remark was made,
A GOP strategist bristled, feeling dismayed,
For in the charged air, a terrible word was heard,
Echoing loudly, like a screech of a wounded bird.

A Trump attorney, on live news, spoke so bold,
But his words left the strategist feeling ice-cold,
Terrible, in every sense of the word’s demeanor,
Silent shock enveloped, like a heavy fog’s sly demeanor.

What does it mean, this terrible talk on display?
Does it provoke anger, or questions to weigh?
An onslaught of confusion, emotion held on a tether,
As the strategist ponders, whether it’s hate or a misspoken endeavor.

The thread of unity, so delicate, starts to unravel,
As terrible choices, like whispers, travel,
Yet hope blossoms anew, like a springtime flower,
A call for empathy, for love to tower.

Will this remark, like a lighthouse beacon in the dark,
Illuminate understanding, where shadows leave a mark?
For terrible tales are crafted, but not set in stone,
With knowledge and compassion, a better path to be known.

Keywords: terrible, GOP strategist, remark, Trump attorney, unity, empathy