O say can you see, by your phone's bright white light,

What so carefully we read at the poll's last counting,

Whose red states and large votes through the frightening night,

O'er the Twitter feeds we watched, news so fearlessly streaming

And the hastags' blue glare, the tweets bursting everywhere,

Gave proof through the night that our fears were now real;

O say does @realDonaldTrump claim his win

O the land of the free is now the home of the bigots