The New World Order Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
More like the orange dust from a Cheeto King,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
He signs executive orders with his tiny little hands,
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. While behind the desk in the Oval Office,
Twilter tweets hatred from any known surface,
He bans the refugees from entering this land,
From her beacon-hand once upon a time,
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
Then Trump took office and all refugees were banned. 
All with the swipe of his cold heart and small hands,
All due to racism and money that stands in the place of the heart of the world, we do not want this. This is not who we are. We are not Trump, 
He does not represent us. He does not represent her. He knows nothing about Liberty. He knows nothing about compassion and love, he cries as loudly about injustice as if he were looking for OJ’s glove.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
“Build the walls and lock up the borders!” cries he
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
With executive orders ban all Syrians and Refugees of countries he can’t profit from,Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
We don’t care about you, we just care about we. 
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
His personal gain will always mean more,
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
Ban them all as far as the eye can see,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door,
That was once the case,
Now Trumps in office,
Souls will die at his hand,
But you people still wanted more?”

What more could you possibly want?
How do the souls of the very people we will be turning away not mean something to you? If you voted for this man, if you enabled this behavior, if you agree with this tyrant, if you for a second think that he is doing the right thing, go take a long look in the mirror at yourself. You now have the blood of these people on your hands, you are part of the problem, you are killing the very people that would have come here for refuge. Is that too harsh for you? Too fucking bad, you have it coming. I feel nothing but anger towards these white privilege people in office, the uneducated voters who thought he was going to change their world, the ones who lost their healthcare by their very own hand, but their very own shitty decisions. You did this, and now we will fix it the best we can.