The Lonely Loon’s Lament

an orange man with blonde hair angry and shouting
an orange man with blonde hair angry and shouting

Once I held the highest office in the land
A leader, strong and bold, with power in my hand
But now I’ve lost it all, my time has come to end
And I can’t help but think that this was all pretend

They say I lost the election fair and square
But I know deep down that someone must have rigged it there
My followers still cling to me and shout my name
But I know the truth, my power’s not the same

I’ll never be the leader that I once was
My fall from grace is something that I cannot pause
But still I’ll cling to my delusions, my Narcissus curse
For though I’ve lost the game, I’ll never lose my verse.

I’ll fade into the shadows, a forgotten man
But in my mind, I’ll always be the one who ran
This country, once so great, now doomed to fall
Because they dared to take away my throne, my all.

This poem was created by ChatGPT and the images by DALL-E 2. Edited by Omri Shabath.