Donald Trump nobody loves you
I’m not so superstitious as to avoid your name
Hitler Putin Xi conquistadors inquisitors
I’m not afraid of you or your ghosts

Trump you are among those whom nobody loves
And quite a few actively loath
But you don’t mind the loathing of people like me
Whom you denounce according to your own criteria

A few wretched souls worship you
Imagining you a rock star and a superhero
Though you are neither but merely the manipulator
Of the simple who know not love

Nobody ever taught you to love
So you are fitly the object of pity not blame
And the signs of your adult children
Who have entered public life are not promising

Pretending to be Sonny and Connie and Michael
Junior Corleones in imitation of the Dad
Who fantasizes the life of the Godfather
Hero of threats and extortion

Now normal people imagine their own deaths
Not out of morbidity but of consideration
For those they will leave behind
For we wish health and happiness for our survivors

And so I make you this suggestion
Raise a few rows of tomatoes
Place an orange peel cut like teeth before your own
And chase a grandchild through the trellised vault