Song of the Democrats

In the days of Bush, Cheney, Rove, and Scalia,
as the Constitution lay ‘neath twisted towers,
amid shock and awe, and the poor feeding the rich,
there came from the democrats -
a great gnashing of teeth, hand wringing, and songs of woe.

Then were the days of Obama.
audacity,
hope,
change, and
One America, indivisible.
and democrats saw that this was good, so they slept,
as republicans fought.
And the days became still.

From Russia with love, come the days of Trump,
both chambers loaded.
Unchanged and unbidden, the democrats to renew
a great gnashing of teeth, hand wringing, and songs of woe.