Donald Trumpets Poem by Alexandra Motschmann
Donald Trumpets
The instrument sounds acute
A bit German before the second war
Often the audience getting rude
Dazzled by the money glamor
The middle class slides in poverty
And the imbalance increasing day by day
What is the price of our liberty
And what amount of wealth we have to pay
Maybe we have to bring into question
Our capitalistic system and change it again
Some pioneers got already a vision
And huge and positive acceptance they obtain
Attention please attention
Watch out where the trumpets call
Hate and brutal aggression
Might cause a national downfall
Humanity needs a good teacher
And a popular preacher
America, America
You were a star
Where is your sparkling light
Suddenly it is gloomy night
Where is your sparkling light Suddenly it is gloomy night... america america you were shining light. now....... where is it. very nice poem revealing truths and asking questions about the greatness and naturally in the present context of poliitcs......... thank you.t ony
Well written, interesting. I offer you big 10. SMS follows. Thank you.
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I would like to translate this poem
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Hi Alexandra I am an American and totally thrilled with your critic of this idiot we have as a president. Greetings, Paul