Others see rainbows and butterflies

While I see dark stormy clouds

So far in the back

Assuming it will be the same

Tomorrow


We hope for a brighter day

Some time in the near future

Like nothing repeated

From the past

Four years


Everything tries to be hidden

Very few

Can actually see

Multiple things have been risen

As the others are taken

Away


People are brought in

And some have been taken out

So much is

Unconstitutional

Yet he just keeps signing


The next will pass

We will continue

To struggle

Days will slowly count down

As the next election approaches