Show Me Your Wings, Mr. Trump
(Verse 1)
You say you’ve got a plan, a concept in your mind,
But empty words and wishful talk are all we ever find.
Promised Day One miracles, a golden age begun-
Now it’s “maybe next year,” while nothing gets done.
Markets still unstable, the ride’s been rough since you began,
We’re far from January’s highs, your Day One’s still just a plan.
You claim “anything is possible,” but here’s the simple fact:
Without proof of concept, your credibility’s cracked.
(Chorus)
Where’s your proof of concept? Show us the test!
Science needs results, not just a promise to do your best.
You bluff with our future, but your cards are all rough-
Show me your wings, Mr. Trump, or you’re just falling like a rock.
(Verse 2)
The Wright brothers didn’t just dream, they built and tried and failed,
They questioned what was “known,” when old assumptions derailed.
With wind tunnels and balance scales, they measured lift and drag,
Tested two hundred wing shapes, and let the data flag.
They proved the numbers wrong, rewrote the rules of flight,
Recorded every trial, every day and every night.
Their Flyer left the ground because their math and tests were sound-
Proof of concept, not just talk, is where real results are found.
(Chorus)
Where’s your proof of concept? Show us the plan!
If you’ve got a theory, let’s see where it stands.
Critical thinking demands more than a hunch-
Show me your wings, Mr. Trump, or you’re just falling like a rock.
(Bridge)
It’s not wise to try and fly with no wings,
That’s how you fall like a stone, no matter what you sing.
The Wrights built their wings before they ever took flight,
Twelve seconds in the air-history proved them right.
You promise action, but there’s nothing to show,
No model, no motor, no evidence to know.
If you can’t get one second of lift in the sky,
Your “concept” is fantasy-don’t even try.
(Final Chorus)
Where’s your proof of concept? Time to show your hand!
We’re tired of the stories-let’s see where you stand.
Science needs evidence, not just a hunch-
Show me your wings, Mr. Trump, or you’re just falling like a rock.
(Outro)
The reason the Wright brothers weren’t wrong,
Is they built real wings before trying to fly along.
They hammered, they tested, they measured the air,
Models in wind tunnels, proof everywhere.
So if you’re claiming you’re ready to soar,
Show us your wings, your model, and more.
It’s not wise to leap with no lift to pursue-
That’s why the Wrights flew, and you just fall through.
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