The president of the
so-called free world
is throwing fire
crackers round the shopping mall
like a toddler in a
temper tantrum who has somehow
got his hands on a gun.
Screams echo round the
shops and corridors
people cower behind
their shopping trolleys
“Muslims! Mexicans!
Terrorists!”
shouts the president of
the so-called free world.
I creep up behind him,
pushing my trolley
that is laden with
hummus and tacos.
I try to calm him down
but he throws a
firecracker in my face.
And then I wake.
**
To my readers in the USA, if you haven't voted early, please vote today. It's not my election, but this one, more than ever matters to the whole world.
