The Trumpet Of The Don – Guest Post

By Rick Anderson

Smooth dissonant notes,
discordant silences, resonant wailing
echoes, angry bats, resonating with the crowd,
crowd pleasing chants, the Don’s trumpet,
spit oozes a policy to choke on.

The title of his showing up hides,
the awkward euphony of his vocal,
chords and visual exclamation marks,
the way presidential, points to the Don’s
cacophonous, diminished major chords,
he plays the scales of the people.
The disambiguation of the electorate.

Earsplitting within an ear-shot,
of separating the Don separates
the 1st Amendment from the seeing
hearing somethings. He rushes in on
the questioner.

He tackles the well-meaning thought. His concussive tirades,
independent of memory lapses, dependent on
mind numbing lies. The process and the people
are being soiled, Jerry Springer paved the way,
for the reality of TV on reality.

Is America the Don’s next Apprentice?
Is the Don America’s next Apprentice?

There is a better way.
Miles Davis played it.
Langston Hughes wrote about it.
Let Amerika be America again.

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About Rick Anderson:

Born in Mountain View, CA. A graduate of Evergreen State College with a BLA, and a Certificate in National Security Studies from Johns Hopkins. A poet. A Civil Servant. He lives in Washington, DC. Currently in Kabul, Afghanistan as a government advisor. He is also an Oblate of St. Anselm’s Abbey.

His point of view is his and his alone.

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