I Hope He Makes You All Learn This In School

At least previous poems had something to do with AMERICA and it's people and doesn't just glorify one orange idiot. "Snatched the tyrant from his ill-gotten power?" Now who does that sound like? It's suppose to be about the tyrant Obama but his power came through legitimate means. Now who do we know that had a foreign government help him win the election which he didn't REALLY win? Exactly. The madness continues.

"Come out for the Domhnall, ye brave men and proud, 
The scion of Torquil and best of MacLeod! 
With purpose and strength he came down from his tower
To snatch from a tyrant his ill-gotten power. 
Now the cry has gone up with a cheer from the crowd:
 “Come out for the Domhnall, the best of MacLeod!”
 When freedom is threatened by slavery’s chains
And voices are silenced as misery reigns, 
We’ll come out for a leader whose courage is true 
Whose virtues are solid and long overdue. 
For, he’ll never forget us, we men of the crowd 
Who elected the Domhnall, the best of MacLeod!
When crippling corruption polluted our nation
 And plunged our economy into stagnation,
As self-righteous rogues took the opulent office 
And plump politicians reneged on their promise
 The forgotten continued to form a great crowd 
That defended the Domhnall, the best of MacLeod! 
The Domhnall’s a giver whilst others just take, 
Ne’er gaining from that which his hands did not make. 
A builder of buildings, employing good men,
 He’s enriched many cities by factors of ten. 
The honest and true gladly march with the crowd 
Standing up for the Domhnall, the best of MacLeod! 
True friend of the migrant from both far and near,
 He welcomes the worthy, but guards our frontier, 
Lest a murderous horde, for whom hell is the norm,
 Should threaten our lives and our nation deform. 
We immigrants hasten to swell the great crowd.”
Coming out for the Domhnall, the best of MacLeod! 
Academe now lies dead, the old order rots, 
No longer policing our words and our thoughts; 
Its ignorant hirelings pretending to teach
 Are backward in vision, sophomoric in speech.
Now we learnèd of mind add ourselves to the crowd 
That cheers on the Domhnall, the best of MacLeod!
 The black man, forgotten, in poverty dying, 
The poor man, the sick man, with young children crying, 
The soldier abroad and the mother who waits, 
The young without work or behind prison gates, 
The veterans, wounded, all welcome the crowd 
That fights for the Domhnall, the best of MacLeod! 
Whilst hapless old harridans flapping their traps 
Teach women to look and behave like us chaps, 
The Domhnall defends the defenseless forlorn; 
For, a woman’s first right is the right to be born. 
Now the bonnie young lassies that fly to the crowd 
Have a champion in Domhnall, the best of MacLeod!

http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/americas/donald-trump-inauguration-poem-barack-obama-tyrant-scottish-heritage-a7530506.html

I repeat what I said back in the 1980. I WILL NOT YIELD TO THIS ZOD and I WILL NOT YIELD TO THIS TRUMP