This poem wants to explore the transformation of the Republican Party (GOP) from its days of moral and political leadership—abolishing slavery, defending civil rights, and promoting national unity—to its modern iteration, marred by populism, greed, and divisive rhetoric. Through examples like Lincoln, Eisenhower, and Reagan, it contrasts past accomplishments with today’s corrosive trends, embodied by figures like Donny(brook) Disaster T-Rump, whose chaotic influence has reshaped the party into a vehicle for self-interest and conflict.

The party once of Lincoln's stead,
With dreams of union, firmly led,
That freed the slaves and steered the land,
With justice strong and guiding hand.

It fought for rights, both firm and fair,
To build a nation proud and rare.
The trust of citizens its creed,
A noble call to serve and lead.

But now its roots are choked by spite,
Its noble aims consumed by blight.
Its statesmen swapped for sycophants,
Their speeches filled with shameful chants.

Reagan spoke of shining heights,
A land of dreams and hopeful sights.
Now grifters thrive and hawk despair,
While wealth and power claim their share.

Trump's henchmen roar with thoughtless creed,
Their only aim, their boundless greed.
They mock dissent, they scorn the wise,
While truth before them crumbles, dies.

Gone are the days of Eisenhower,
Who warned of greed and misuse of power.
The party that once built the way,
Now tears it down in disarray.

From justice’s halls to tragic ends,
This name debased by shameless trends.
What once stood proud has lost its way,
A hollow shell where truth won’t stay.

O RINO, they disdain your call,
Yet you remain the best of all.
For courage lies in hearts unbowed,
Not bluster thick, nor cheering crowd.