47th President Poem: Crowned in Confidence, by Dijone Flowers

In time, confidence always Trumps competence.
Not a skill—
But in spectacle.

Crown the loudest bravado.
Stomp on clouds tomorrow,
Diamond scaffolds cannot break,
Even those built on lies and stakes.

With just enough competence
to hire the confident.

And one day
Be surrounded by
Nothing but
Confidence.

What happened to those with the competence?
They lack confidence.

So they refine competence.
Accrue confidence
Until reality becomes conscience.
Competence always embraces competence,
Secretly craving—
The answers of confidence.

Press in—then
Ring—break the scene.
A comes before C,
Fire first—then define the dream.

So which reality do we live in?
A world where confidence crowns the throne,
While competence builds the castle—
never allow to own.