This sonnet wants to capture the chaotic and relentless force of Trump’s ambitions—an unstoppable train of greed, power, and imperialism, barreling through the world, leaving disruption and destruction in its wake.
 

The world is battered, torn beneath his wheels,
A runaway of greed and steel and spite.
A thousand schemes, each twisting as it steals,
Devour the day and drown the dead of night.

The Panama Canal now lines his purse,
Gaza’s a playground for the highest bid.
Cold Canada is swallowed, nothing worse—
Greenland, a garden for his gilded grid.

He flays the firewall*, lets poison through,
Unleashes torrents, venom-fed and blind.
Ukraine is sold, its veins run dry and blue,
While tariffs burn and treaties snap behind.

No court, no press, no conscience left to stand,
He grips the throttle, scalds the trembling land.

*Trump, Bannon, Musk want to tear down the firewall against the AfD in Germany on the upcoming federal elections on Sunday