O Captain Incoming

Another political poem, a spin off of Walt Whitman's classic, "O Captain my Captain" for Abraham Lincoln after his death and the civil war. I would suggest you read that one before or after you read!

Captain Incoming
(For you, the new POTUS.)

So I'm sitting
And thinking
About this ship that's changing course
How you
Captain
Take the wheel and steer us
Towards an immense force
An iceberg
That shall only drown
Certain passengers

O captain, my captain
I can see you enjoy
The position of power in which
Pen and paper changes lives
As the passengers press to watch you
With excitement
And also fear

O captain, my captain
The flag is still flung
But now my flag is flown, too
The bugle still trills, indeed it does
But now it does so
In protest
Of you.

The crowds chanting
Anger and hurting
Bleeding onto a sandy shore
You demean my friends
Insult my family
Inject me with fear.
Who are you
At your core?

O captain, my captain
The prize you sought is won
But as long as you spit venom words at
Your crew
Your people
My work
Our work
Will never be done.

Author's Note

Sorry to offend. I would suggest you stay away from my work if you're easily offended :) Any comment or suggestions (not regarding topic) are welcome.