Day 21 of National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) 

Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt:

write a poem in which something that normally unfolds in a set and well understood way  — like a baseball game or dance recital – goes haywire, but is described as if it is all very normal.

Something gone haywire? I give you:

The Constitution

There are three branches of government.
No, wait… two. No… just one now. Well, that’s hardly a branch.
We’ll just call it a stump. 

There’s a president who executes the will of the people.
No… they're a dictator. No… merely a puppet.
We’ll just call them a toad. On the stump.

There are regular free elections.
No, not free. Stolen. No… sold. To the highest bidder,
who becomes the puppeteer of the toad on the stump.

There are governmental agencies meant to help the citizens.
No, they’re for collecting data on the citizens, to be monetized
by the puppies of the puppeteer who controls the toad on the stump.

There are citizens who are free and can pursue happiness.
No, wait… freedom depends on the whims of the dictator, and happiness
is crushed – like the spines of those who once served the people. 

The people have a voice that cannot be silenced by the puppeteer or the oligarchs or the dictator or the slime that surrounds
the toad on the stump. 

Let’s use that voice to call back our liberty and freedom.
Let’s remember we have “unalienable rights endowed by the Creator.”
Let’s uproot the stump and cooperate to build back our nation.

As citizens of this country, it's our duty.