Wacko election denial the direct outcome of denying character and competence

Once upon a happier time, 
Ere Trump soiled politics as crime,
A candidate’s clean character
Declared “I’m no malefactor.” 

Recall when statesman-like virtues 
Were prized with oversized statues;
When principles sorta mattered,
Authoritarians got battered.

Job savvy skills were far more prized
And sexual harassment despised. 
Unfitness did disqualify—
Non-stop lies incurred a landslide. 

During nostalgic good old days,
Decency, if not prestige won praise;
A life story foretold our futures,
Not vile, parasitic moochers. 

Sans character, what’s leadership—
Other than smash-mouth ego trips?
Thus politics descends to war—
A jungle ripe for the predator. 

When voters made job smarts taboo,
That shredded the national I.Q.
Whenever dupes backed a hustler,
Upsurged a Trumpist bloodsucker.

A slew of nasties with evil minds,
Every foe maliciously maligned;
Every race lost is rigged and crooked,
“We’re victims fleeced, the totals cooked.” 

Instead why not a lottery—
Refuting votes with alacrity? 
Why bother even to campaign
When justice meets a hurricane?

Alas, the end’s no mystery, 
A body-blow to democracy;
If fair elections can’t be “lost,”
That’s a systemic holocaust.