He knows a bad decision has been made, so far, too late to turn around. The gold of grade and taste is his, as every thing he touch, turns wealth to wealth...yet, none of it's enough.
A lonely man, thinking to do good, as all the officers and gentlemen, intending to do bad...salute him. This, to him 'signed off', the one to blame, the Chief of everything...upon the seat of Solomon.
Written by Bruce James Clyde 2017, at Deming, New Mexico
Art: Trump at Military Academy, New York Times
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