On President Trump’s First Year in Office An earlier version of this poem was published with an explication in The Epoch Times. In Donald Trump we’ve found a man Who can the tides of time withstand, A seasoned duke, of vision strong, Who sees the picture hard and long. He knows you can’t rip from our hands The sacred share we’ve reaped from land, And call it a progressive tax; It makes hard work too soft and lax. No tax can be called good health care That hopes to make the healthy scared; Trump’s managed to emancipate Us from this sick and red-taped fate. And with tradition’s tempered steel, And common sense your heart can feel, He’s fought for babies yet unborn, And fought against the atheist’s scorn. Trump’s spoken loud, yes, hugely loud On communism’s evil shroud That covers up its darkened soul That lusts for power and control. He’s shouted down at Castro’s corpse While other leaders praised his course; He’s shouted down at Kim Jung’un— The feckless fatso’ll soon be done. He’s taken on the terrorists Who all throughout the world persist And thrive on bankrupt evil goals, Unknowing hell awaits their souls. He's standing tall for human rights, With not just words, but truly bite, In China and the Middle East, He won't be silenced in the least. These are the currents of our time, To take them on is a thing sublime, And not be mired in short term schemes, Utopian, hedonistic dreams. And if you disagree with me, I dare you, write with pen and see If you can write a charming song In praise of socialism’s wrong. Global History Riddles I. The city on two continents, That’s gone by many names before; I’ll give you just another hint, The Renaissance came from my shore. What city am I? II. Just like King Arthur in the ages dark, This storied monarch rose to brilliant fame, In the year 800, made a spark When the Pope gave him a royal name. Who is he? III. The British said “Don’t make your salt, Just buy the salt that we have got.” He said, “Salt rules are an assault, So buy your salt I’d rather not, I’d rather march to sea for salt, And make my own right on the spot.” Who is he? IV. All that I know is that I know nothing And that a life is worth examining And that no evil comes to men who’re good For in time justice cannot be withstood. Who am I? Post your answers in the comments section below. Evan Mantyk is President of the Society of Classical Poets and teaches literature and history in upstate New York.