Liar’s Irony

Upon the email screen, irony beckoned
in lies’ pure evil dark: a light
of humor rippled stream of conscious flight,
making me laugh if but for a second.

Flashed by liberal lies at once absurd but reckoned,
silly feeble thoughts combined with truthful fright
and lost forever - reality in darkened sight;
the lies remain, even as the soul is quickened.

Lies and hate find will to persevere,
so irony endured will soon endear

You, liar of the irony, to Clinton’s past,
rapist. In joyful depths you’ve shed no tear
for women’s debasement, in liberal acts so near,
void of passion, find your liar’s irony at last.