Posted on 01/15/2017 5:00:45 PM PST by 2ndDivisionVet
The Society of Classical Poets today published their poem for the inauguration of the 45th President of the United States.
Donald J. Trump.
The poem draws on Trump’s noble Scottish roots and is written by New Mexican native and decorated poet Joseph Charles MacKenzie.
The inspiration behind the poem is to touch on the classical poetry existing throughout American history, and the inauguration poem marks important moments in US political history.
Traditionally, the poem began with President John F. Kennedy’s inauguration in January, 1961, the inaugural poem and has, until now been a purely Democratic Party tradition. “
The Society’s mission is to preserve humankind’s artistic traditions; to reestablish poetry as one of the most widely appreciated forms of literature.
Here’s the inauguration poem from the Society of Classical Poets
By Joseph Charles MacKenzie
Come out for the Domhnall, ye brave men and proud,
The scion of Torquil and best of MacLeod!
With purpose and strength he came down from his tower
To snatch from a tyrant his ill-gotten power.
Now the cry has gone up with a cheer from the crowd:
“Come out for the Domhnall, the best of MacLeod!”
When freedom is threatened by slavery’s chains
And voices are silenced as misery reigns,
We’ll come out for a leader whose courage is true
Whose virtues are solid and long overdue.
For, he’ll never forget us, we men of the crowd
Who elected the Domhnall, the best of MacLeod!
When crippling corruption polluted our nation
And plunged our economy into stagnation,
As self-righteous rogues took the opulent office
And plump politicians reneged on their promise,
The forgotten continued to form a great crowd
That defended the Domhnall, the best of MacLeod!
The Domhnall’s a giver whilst others just take,
Ne’er gaining from that which his hands did not make.
A builder of buildings, employing good men,
He’s enriched many cities by factors of ten.
The honest and true gladly march with the crowd
Standing up for the Domhnall, the best of MacLeod!
True friend of the migrant from both far and near,
He welcomes the worthy, but guards our frontier,
Lest a murderous horde, for whom hell is the norm,
Should threaten our lives and our nation deform.
We immigrants hasten to swell the great crowd
Coming out for the Domhnall, the best of MacLeod!
Academe now lies dead, the old order rots,
No longer policing our words and our thoughts;
Its ignorant hirelings pretending to teach
Are backward in vision, sophomoric in speech.
Now we learnèd of mind add ourselves to the crowd
That cheers on the Domhnall, the best of MacLeod!
The black man, forgotten, in poverty dying,
The poor man, the sick man, with young children crying,
The soldier abroad and the mother who waits,
The young without work or behind prison gates,
The veterans, wounded, all welcome the crowd
That fights for the Domhnall, the best of MacLeod!
Whilst hapless old harridans flapping their traps
Teach women to look and behave like us chaps,
The Domhnall defends the defenseless forlorn;
For, a woman’s first right is the right to be born.
Now the bonnie young lassies that fly to the crowd
Have a champion in Domhnall, the best of MacLeod!
But for all his great wisdom, the braw gallant man
Is matched by his children, the handsome Trump clan,
And the flower of Europe, Melania the fair,
Adds a luster and grace with her long flowing hair.
May they flourish and prosper to form a great crowd
Around the good Domhnall, the best of MacLeod!
Is there man left in Scotland, without base alloy,
Who remembers the Wallace, the Bruce, or Rob Roy?
Or have five hundred years of a blasphemous lie
Robbed your manhood of might that you lay down and die?
Get up and walk free, all ye brave men and proud!
Long life to the Domhnall, the best of MacLeod!
I’d like to see a poem by Iowahawk.
I’m not much for poetry, but that’s awesome.
Roses are red, so is blood;
Donald Trump made obama his bitch.
And it’s all over now, baby blue states.
That is a very moving poem. I’m sure PE Trump would love it
I read the poem and feel
like I saw the movie!
The President Elect is about to become the President Electric.
It was all so wonderful and really resinated with real happenings but this part made me laugh some with the flapping trap old ladies etc.
“Whilst hapless old harridans flapping their traps
Teach women to look and behave like us chaps,
The Domhnall defends the defenseless forlorn;
For, a woman’s first right is the right to be born.”
Awesome!!!
Unite the clans!!!!
FREEDOM!!
MAGA!!!
I like it.
That was so good I had to read it twice. Long live Domhnall MacLeod!
I had to look it up, but ‘Domhnall’ is pronounced “Daanal” and (are you ready for it?) Domnhall means ‘world ruler’.
Gaelic for Donald.
Aye an the Stewart Clan will defend the fair Domhnall to the death. This I claim in the name of the Black Knight of Lorn, James Stewart. It’s time we had a Scotsman as a leader.
F R E E D O MMMMM !
Hope the wife is doing better.
"Ceterum censeo Islam esse delendam."
Garde la Foi, mes amis! Nous nous sommes les sauveurs de la République! Maintenant et Toujours!
(Keep the Faith, my friends! We are the saviors of the Republic! Now and Forever!)
LonePalm, le Républicain du verre cassé (The Broken Glass Republican)
Yes, slightly better, able to eat a little.
“For, a woman’s first right is the right to be born.”
WOW
Ping!
I much prefer your artful wordsmithing.
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