If you are terminally ill
Donald Trump
has just "made a wish"
that you would stick around
long enough to vote for him.
“I don’t care
if you just came back from the doctor
and he gave you the worst possible prognosis
meaning it’s over
you won’t be around in two weeks.
Doesn’t matter.
Hang out till November 8.
Get out and vote.”
Needless to say
if you're the sort of person
who cares about the welfare
of future generations
of human beings
even ones
that you will never meet
you're probably
not a Trump voter.
This poem © 2016 Emily Cooper.
