Blank Stare (A Poem)

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Darkness descends upon the mind, A vacant, blank stare. Knock, knock, knock, "Who's there," you uttered. "What ghostly presence inflicts me?" Knock, knock, knock, The blind stare has been replaced with fear. "Who mocks me?" "What evil intentions do you have for me?" Knock, knock, knock, Death started swirling Upon the poor man's soul. Chills filled the air. All of a sudden, A bolt of lightning Struck the edge of madness. Death encircled the poor man's cause. And then blank. Trump wins. America loses.