Dear Americans, in this divisive hour,
of Conservatives and Radicals, a tale so bold,
unity, a call from the political acceptance stage…
recollections resurface of a complex power…
of unity sought, or so I’m told.

For history whispers another page.
An American president, his call sincere,
boycotts, spies, and dossier gigs…
The media’s narrative is a twisted decree-
met with a partisan boycotting leer.
In the crazy world of political pigs,
riots, and looting, a chaotic spree.

State of the Union torn, a cowardice act.
Spying eyes from the law’s high station.
A Russian dossier, politians’ web of deceit.
On national TV, always a divisive impact.
A campaign marred by investigation.
Impeachment battles in the hallowed seat.

A speech torn up like an actress on live TV.
In this political tragedy, a tainted name.
Americans are the side characters in strife.
The play, The State of the Union, can’t you see?
The election is a joke in a regicidal game.
In the political drama, it promises a tragic life.

No unity in this political stage.
Ukraine’s call, a big hullabaloo.
The Politicians call an impeachment quest.
They echo the echoes of a divided age.
Accusations flying, oh, what to do?
Pay-to-play allegations, put to the test.

The pandemic was blamed on the other side.
Accusations mirrored a political game.
Riots and looting in America’s heart.
Encouraged to burn in a crazy ride.
Pandemic conspiracy, a responsibility claim
given by politicians tearing unity apart.

This American won’t play nice.
Elections stolen are not such a wild claim.
In the political playground, I confess.
In this land of political mice.
In the political circus, it’s a crazy game.
No unity here, just a big mess!