For the most part, this week's article is going to be relatively brief in respect to length, as there really isn't much in the wake of last week's election results that hasn't already been said... But I must admit, I cannot begin to express the amount of shame and agony I experience trying to apologize for the behavior of my home nation on the other side of the world. Ultimately, there truly is no excuse for what we've chosen to represent the United States of America, and in the coming four years, we as citizens face a daunting task in proving to the rest of the world that we aren't all reflections of this awful, garish leader we've elected to represent ourselves.

As of lately, I've been working on compiling emotionally-charged essays as well as works of poetry and prose highlighting the everyday struggles and passions of the modern man, aptly-dubbed Broetry. I felt as though the stress I've endured within the aftermath of this great American cluster-fuck would pose a perfect dark, slightly comical addition. Without further ado, here's my most recent addition to Broetry; Musings and Tidbits for the Contemporary Man:

An American Eulogy

I am here before you mourning,

Astonished in disgusted dismay.

Lamenting America the Beautiful

Who's pussy was just grabbed away.

From sea to shining sea,

Over mountaintops and plains.

A legion of ignorance ambushed our nation,

Slinging slurs and "make it great again's."

The rest of us (non-deplorable)

Slept in peace through election night

Rest assured that tiny-handed prick

And his hate wouldn't win the fight.

Well boy, were we fucking wrong!

Wednesday I woke with a horrific hangover,

And the dark realization it'd last four years.

In all our time spent mourning a dead gorilla

We've been distracted from the worst of our fears.

Harambe, our soft, sweet misplaced martyr,

Stolen from us - like Jesus on the cross,

But through internet fame we resurrected her,

As our real nation was ravaged and lost.

And that very same gorilla captured 15,000 popular votes.

So today we're left facing the facts,

Our xenophobic orange man-child in chief.

The country is tearing itself apart

Trump's America - volatile and brief.

But what if among all adversity,

Of this reject reality-show president,

Our citizens worked to inspire change

Rather than shit on our bald "leading" monument?

Just because there's fuckhead commander-in-chief,

Doesn't mean the frustrated should quit.

By working toward positive changes each day,

"America the Beautiful" could still fit.

- Evan Madden