Dear Trump
when it comes to a horrible thing
like lynching
that has happened to people
who are not you
it would do you well
to first consult a dictionary
before you compare it
to your own experience
of justified inquisition
but wait
you can't read.
Barring that
you should first use common sense
to see whether that makes an iota
of a millionth of a degree of sense
but wait
you don't have any.
Barring that
you should
unwisely make the comparison
then sincerely apologize
for the very real damage
your rhetoric
has caused to human lives
but wait
you have no humiliation.
Barring that
you should
as usual
let the justified anger of others
roll off of you
until everyone forgets about
this particular horrible thing
and the other horrible things
and the horrible-thing-that-led-to-an-inquiry-of-you-and-yours thing
unless this time
they don't.
This poem © 2019 Emily Cooper.
