A bullet whizzed,
grazing Trump’s ear.
Another pierced Corey,
flung over wife and child.
Comperatore lived the words,
”No greater love than this,
to lay down your life for your friends.”
”God has spared me for a reason”
—In this, your final season—
“to save our country “
— Like Job, would you know my deepest mystery?—
“to restore America to greatness”
—Did your wound cause some deafness?
Donald, my dear child,
Repent of your lies and greed.
Is money your greatest need?