Because We Failed to Act Like We Took it Seriously

A year ago, or once upon a time,
a race was won by an incompetent.
Exhibiting no quality a prime
executive must own, belligerent,
bombastic and unsure, his victory
surprised his own supporters even more
than how it rocked the rest of us. You see:
the Internet framed surreality.

Improbable became the state of us.
We mostly reeled in shock and froze at news.
Paralysis was melted by disgust,
but our disdain has made his base accuse
intelligence of biased act and word,
as if a fair shake’s owed to the absurd.

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