The Last Trump, a survival hymn

O the seventh day of November
Is a great day to remember.
We’ll be there when the last trump resounds!
There’ll no longer be a place
For any hatred based on race.
We’ll be there when the last trump resounds!

Chorus
I’ll be there!
I’ll be there!
I’ll be there when the last trump resounds!
All women and all men
Can hope once again!
I’ll be there when the last trump resounds!

Let me be a witness
To Trump’s utter lack of fitness.
Let me be there when the last trump resounds!
He and all his progeny
Have spread racism and misogyny.
Let me be there when the last trump resounds!

His lies and hypocrisy
Have undermined democracy.
Let me be there when the last trump resounds!
He may be a-hidin’
But the future is abidin’.
Let me be there when the last trump resounds!

The Republican Grand Old Party
Is no longer hale and hearty.
Let me be there when the last trump resounds!
The elephant in the room
Goes marching to its doom.
Let me be there when the last trump resounds!

No more pussies he’ll be grabbing,
No more bullying and backstabbing.
Let me be there when the last trump resounds!
May he soon be forgotten,
We’ll be purged of something rotten.
Let me be there when the last trump resounds!

Matthew Edwards 10 November 2020