i had a crazy dream–
donald trump had played a part:
he’d had a little stroke
and a massive change of heart
*
now all that he was worth,
he donated to the poor;
he cried for mother earth
and apologized for war.
*
he had a brand new plan,
and our country’s fate was changed–
and all because one man
had his ‘marbles’ rearranged.
*
soon it spread to other lands,
and peace accords were struck;
people everywhere joined hands
and shared the stroke of luck.
michaeljordahl 
A beautiful poem .. thoughtful and beautiful!
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…and silly, but was meant to be. Thanks, Yassie!
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Well, such an imaginative play on that old timey phrase..a stroke of luck. As serious as the rest of this was, that last line made me chuckle! Bravo! I truly hope it takes far less to evoke a turn around in these exhausting times.
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Yes, me too, but I don’t expect such out of the present leadership. Thank you!
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Cool piece! Nothing’s going to change that man’s nefarious behavior, other than a fatal heart attack.
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I’m afraid your right, Tom. The world waits…
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