It'll Be Divine Poem by Francie Lynch

It'll Be Divine



Do we really believe
That it's as simple
As a coincidence,
The words,
Spoke, wrote and vote
Rhyme?
There are bigger pictures out there
Than my phone screen.
Phone, home, alone...
Tell me that's serendipitous.
What about
Frump, Lump, Dump, Trump.
That's not chance.
That's Divine

Monday, July 20, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: election,god,trump
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Francie Lynch

Francie Lynch

Monaghan, Ireland
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