CHRONOLOGY: A RESUME FOR DISASTER President Trump dared to be different Refused to follow the good old boys club For negligence, he must pay the price What a web we weave when first to deceive One man ideal against the wind Do you know who spins the power Granted, it's not good old Trump Beware the black robes No matter who wins, they are seldom seen But have the power to disrupt President-elect Donald Trump Dare to rock their murky boat Black robes unite to make him a goat Three branches of power Three too many Black robes hiding within Piping out a melody ridden Black robes have always been there Chronology, you must jive Or face their fury alive For their agenda must survive In a world of cationic posture Now facing the real power At the hundredth hour Grapes of Wrath two Sour Black robes, waiting to devour Only they have the power Not to be found in Trump’s tower But residues of the mayflower Hidden in the mist Rulers of deceit Uniform to persist A hive of faceless misfits Out from the Cold Col. Vol.10 Kenvil Atkins Lewis Poet