In the halls of power, a tale unfolds,
of how Trump’s reign left women’s rights on hold.
Three justices appointed, with a conservative sway,
undoing decades of progress in a single day.
Donald Trump, the maestro of deceit,
his lies abundant, a torrential feat.
Promising greatness, but sowing discord,
his words a web of falsehoods, forever of record.
Mitch McConnell, the master of manipulation,
changed the rules with a swift proclamation.
No Merrick Garland, no fair chance,
partisan gamesmanship in a cold, calculated dance.
Lindsey Graham, once a critic, now a devotee,
flipped his allegiance to Trump, causing dismay.
His principles discarded like yesterday’s news,
party loyalty triumphing over what was true.
And amidst this political charade,
women’s rights were cast into the shade.
A 50-year battle for autonomy and choice,
stripped away by a court that silenced their voice.
The right to abortion, a hard-fought gain,
Now hanging by a thread, causing endless pain.
Trump’s justices, like puppets on a string,
served his agenda, leaving justice unable to ring.
But women rise, their voices strong,
a movement united, determined to prolong,
the fight for autonomy, for rights that won’t yield,
their bodies, their choices, their power to wield.
Though lies may cloud the political sphere,
Truth shall prevail, erasing the fear.
Together we stand, with resilience and might,
to reclaim what was taken, to set things right.
Let history remember the battles we fought,
to protect women’s rights, the battles we sought.
For justice and equality, we’ll never cease,
till the flame of progress burns bright, bringing peace.